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In the Sweet Bi and Bi

By: biluv



It all started with an ad. I had just passed my fortieth birthday, was still not married but had enjoyed the company of many interesting and attractive women over the years and had a level of income sufficient to more than meet all my material and intellectual needs. I had not been with a woman for about six months which I had learned was a normal part of the on-again-off-again rhythm of single life. This time, however, I found myself thinking more and more about what I wanted in a relationship. 

For the last few years there had been a vague but deep dissatisfaction at the centre of each relationship that was the measure of a need in me that wasn't being met. There was clearly a connection between this lack of satisfaction in my relationships with woman and a feeling that had been growing in me through most of my thirties and was only becoming stronger. It had started with the recognition that I responded with fear and fascination to any story of homosexuality in the news. After I had finished reading or hearing the story, it would reverberate in my mind for days. I even found myself fantasizing about being with naked men; not sexually engaged but just standing in their presence. 

As the years went by I found myself fantasizing about erect cocks and finally about sucking them. I wanted to incorporate these fantasies into my sex play with my female lovers but usually felt inhibited from mentioning it. When I did venture to say something about it in the excitement of the moment, the women usually just let it pass without comment and it never came up again. One woman who herself enjoyed anal intercourse used to finger my anus on these occasions but never tried to develop this theme for which she obviously felt nothing. 

The failure to connect on this increasingly important matter was leaving a silence at the centre of every relationship. I desperately wanted to find a woman who understood my need and catered to it by playing to my fantasies even if she wasn't interested in helping me work it out in reality. This was when I realized that the hit-and-miss process of meeting datable women by chance at parties was perhaps never going to provide the woman I needed. The answer clearly was to find some screening method whereby I could be put in contact with women who already understood my situation.

This was when I decided to try an online dating service, a telephone service where people could advertise anonymously in numbered voice-mail boxes for whatever they wanted. My advertisement read as follows:

"Forty-year-old man seeks university-educated WASP woman of about the same age who hates camping, is allergic to animals, doesn't smoke, hates to cook, loves to eat, is a couch potato except for basic-maintenance workouts, is well-read and widely travelled, has dark hair, stands 5'7" or so, weighs 135-140 pounds, is vain about her legs and C-cup and is bisexual or at least bi-curious. As for me, I am 6' tall, 170 pounds, work out regularly, own a graduate degree, have all my hair except on my face, enjoy my work and have a strong bisexual inclination that needs some understanding and attention by a similarly inclined and attractive woman. No vegetarians, New Agers or astrologers need apply."

At first there was a number of obviously unsuitable replies from women who tried to explain that education wasn't everything or that I was missing out on golden opportunities among shorter heavier women (a lot heavier in some cases!). It wasn't until the ad had been running for about two weeks that the reply that changed my life arrived. She started off by saying her name was Anne, that she loved my voice, had heard my ad just before leaving for a couple of weeks vacation and hadn't been able to get it out of her mind all the time she was away. She thought she met most of my criteria and was especially sympathetic to my need for someone who understood my bisexual side as she had the same need.

Getting to Know Ms. Right 

I left my number in her box and she called the next night. We had an immediate rapport and talked for almost four hours before setting up a date to meet for dinner. She had a degree in English, was certainly well spoken, had a good job with a public relations firm yet, like myself, had never found that perfect bisexual balance that allowed her to feel sexually whole. She was thirty-eight, had been married once for about five years, had no children and had been divorced for the last seven years. She had had the usual longer and shorter heterosexual relationships before and after her marriage. She had also recently had one, first, brief, physical relationship for about eight months with a bisexual woman friend she had met at her athletic club but it had ended when the woman was transferred to Vancouver. 

She was very understanding of my bisexuality since she had had the same problems herself. She had certainly enjoyed her times with her bisexual friend but, like me, had come to realize that she was predominantly heterosexual with a strong bisexual streak and not fully homosexual. The presence of a man, she felt, would be essential to the fullest enjoyment of another woman's body and she was bisexual enough to want to have that complete experience. Her fantasies, also like mine, always included both men and women. 

I talked to her with all the freedom and frankness that had been lacking in my other relationships. I articulated thoughts I didn't even know I had and found her carrying the discussion forward in a wonderfully matter-of-fact manner as if this were the most natural conversation in the world. The whole four hours was a catharsis for both of us. At one point she mischievously observed that it was "morally wrong" that she had already enjoyed a woman however imperfectly while I hadn't had the same pleasure with a man. I told her I was green with envy and felt totally deprived and said she would be responsible for seeing this never happened again. She crossed her heart and swore to find a man for me "even if it's someone I might have to share with you." My cock stiffened instantly as I told her that would be just fine with me since one of my favourite fantasies was that my lover be unfaithful to me with another man right before my eyes. She assured me this could be arranged because she was slightly dominant and needed someone whom she could abuse with her self-indulgences. I told her I was very hard; she said she was dripping. 

Her marriage had started as a sexual obsession that deteriorated into quarreling about money and male ego as her career and earnings moved ahead of her husband's. They parted with a simple division of property and the recognition they had made a mistake. The couple of relationships since had lasted less time than the chaste pauses in between. It was in one of these pauses she had started the relationship with the bisexual woman. Her epiphany came when she began a new male relationship while continuing to meet her girlfriend. She realized how much she would like to experience both at the same time as each by itself felt incomplete. Unfortunately, as she said, nothing ever quite works out: her girlfriend had moved to Vancouver before she had time to bring up the subject of a threesome with either partner. It was also at that time that she began to fantasize about seeing two men together, a desire she hadn't had the courage to mention to her obviously straight boyfriend. That was when she began listening to the online dating service. The woman friend had moved to Vancouver and the man had stopped calling a few months before she heard my ad.

When we met a few days later for dinner there was an immediate attraction on both sides. She was slim and well tailored with beautiful legs and full breasts that noticeably pushed out her blouse. The conversation was effortless and rarely touched on sex. She was a highly intelligent and complex woman with an open and welcoming personality. She had excellent eye contact and was a good listener. Her teeth were perfect, her skin was creamy and her hair was cut stylishly short. Her hands and fingers were slim and her wrists were very slender, what the French call les attaches trés fines. Her lips looked perfect for kissing. Work took a lot of her time but she still managed to read and keep fit. Her eyebrows shot up when I told her I had a Ph.D. and she suddenly began to take me much more seriously. That revelation seemed to lay the foundation for a real warmth and intimacy that infused the whole remainder of the evening.

She lived in a downtown condo and invited me to walk her home. Without any comment she slipped her hand into mine while we walked along continuing to talk. As we approached the building she invited me in for a nightcap. Standing close to her in the elevator I became aware of how clean she smelled and of the sheen of her hair and the clearness and softness of her complexion.

As I closed the apartment door behind us we found our faces so close together that the only thing to do was kiss. The first touch was exquisitely soft. Soon, however, the pressure became more intense and our mouths opened to let in our eager exploring tongues. We were now in a tight embrace. I could feel my cock tingling and stiffening. She took me by the hand and led me through the darkened room to the sofa where she pulled me down to lie by her side. We silently continued to kiss passionately and began to reach for blouse and shirt buttons. I slipped my hand inside to caress one full bra cup while she stroked my full erection through my pants. Soon the pace relaxed a little and I told her how much I wanted her but I would really prefer to postpone the consummation to another occasion when we knew each other better and had more time. She said she really wanted to have me inside her but also agreed we should wait for a couple of more dates. We both felt we were beginning something special and should go slowly but not too slowly. 

We removed our upper garments and lay in each other's arms for another hour or so just stroking and kissing and gently telling each other how pleased we were that we had met. As I was leaving we agreed to spend the following weekend at my place. She would come over about two on Saturday afternoon, we would go to bed right away and I would cook dinner for us later. 

The rest of the week seemed endless since we were unable to see each other again before Saturday except for a quick lunch a couple of days later. There were, however, some lengthy late-night phone calls during which she masturbated herself to beautiful screaming orgasms while I died a thousand deaths saving all my cream for her. Her relief and my frustration were a double standard that she would battle to the death to uphold, she said, as she recovered from her fourth orgasm one evening. We were getting desperate for Saturday to come around.

A First Time Full of Promise

The doorbell rang about two on Saturday afternoon and at last we could enjoy each other in our own private world until Sunday night. I was well-rested and freshly showered and wearing nothing but my bathrobe when I opened the door. She was carrying a small overnight bag and wearing a casual blouse and slacks. We paused for a deep kiss during which she slipped her hand through the opening in my robe to find my full erection. "Just thinking of you," I said with my best attempt at a straight face. After running the tips of her fingers over my tight scrotum, she just took me by the hand and told me she'd have the whole-house tour later but right now she was anxious to go over my credentials in the bedroom. 

I pulled the covers back, slipped off my robe and lay down on the freshly washed white sheet as she stepped out of her shoes and teasingly slid her slacks to the floor revealing that she was wearing no panties. She then slowly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her beautiful full breasts with their nipples completely erect. She knelt forward onto the bed and took my cock straight into her mouth as I moaned with surprise at such a direct assault and with pleasure at the incredible warmth and softness. "God," she said, "I've been dying to do that since the night we met. He's beautiful. He's so big I've been wet all week thinking about him." With that she swung her leg over and sat straight down on him as we both gasped. Her pussy was so slick that she took in his full length effortlessly. The pleasure was so intense that the shock silenced both of us for a moment. I reached instinctively for the bed spindles while she leaned forward with closed eyes to support herself with her hands on my shoulders as she savoured its length, thickness and hardness. Her eyes were still closed as she started to move up and down slowly and gently at first. Soon she leaned back slightly as the pace of her thrusting increased and she began to stroke her clitoris with the middle fingers of both hands. I continued to hold onto the spindles with both hands even though I was dying to caress and suck her rocking breasts. With her eyes still closed she had obviously been transported to a world of her own. Now and again she would squeeze a breast with one hand while continuing to stroke her clitoris with the other. She would pinch the erect nipple and groan then move to the other and back and forth as she rode my cock harder and harder. She was clearly building to a huge orgasm that would not be long in coming.

By now I had regained my composure and was just enjoying the sight of this beautiful woman abandoning herself to the pleasure of her body. Her breath quickened and her groans became more throaty. Soon she was crying obscenities that began to excite me and force me to watch my self-control. Then came the first scream then another as her body flushed and she drove down on my cock in hard, slow thrusts that must have taken the tip of my cock right up to her cervix.

I reached up and cupped her breasts in my hands as she began to slump forward in exhaustion. They more than filled my hands with their exquisite, heavy silkiness as I lowered her onto me gently then slid her to the side laying her head softly on the pillow. At first she seemed actually to be unconscious. Soon she began to come around as I kissed her gently on the cheek and stroked her hair, neck and breasts. She put her hand behind my head and pulled my face down to hers for a gentle kiss. "I love you, darling," she said. "And I love you too," I answered realizing how true my feelings really were. For several days now I had realized that there was a deep direct connection between our minds that could only be confirmed by intercourse. I ached to pour my cream into her just as I had poured my words and ideas. We both obviously felt a growing bond between us, a sense of living on the same ground that was being discovered with every meeting and conversation.

"Let's play later, my beautiful darling. Right now please just empty yourself into me. I just want to have you completely inside my body," she whispered with tears of emotion starting to form in her eyes. "Please, darling, please just let yourself go and fill me with your love. Don't hold back. Please."

The obvious depth of feeling in her voice took me by surprise as I had anticipated a long period of play before my own orgasm. But, given the power of the love on both sides, and my overwhelming desire to give myself to her in any case, to empty myself, to pass out of my own body into hers and be lost there irretrievably, I quickly said, "Oh, yes, darling, let me fill you to overflowing."

She opened her legs as I moved onto my knees. I leaned forward and said, "You guide me in, darling, I want to be exactly where you want me." She pulled my head forward into a deep tonguing kiss as her soft hands took my shaft and directed the head to her opening. We both gasped again as I entered her for the second time. By now she was wide awake again and smiling lovingly as she watched my passion grow with each stroke. I began to groan as I reached the point where I both wanted to last forever and explode immediately. Because there had been no real foreplay, my orgasm took a while to come even with her solicitous encouragement. At first my mind was completely absorbed by the pleasure of her tight, hot, wet pussy. She stroked my face and shoulders and told me how much she loved me and ached to feel my hot cream shooting into her. "Go for it, darling, let yourself go. Don't hold back. Your cock is so beautiful. Make him explode in me. Fill me, darling. Just fill me."

Soon I had reached the point of no return. The express train that had been slowly approaching in the distance was now rushing down on me with full speed. I could hear myself scream as the first spasm hit. The steel bands that had been tightening around the head exploded and I felt the rush of fluids emptying out of me. Again and again with ever diminishing force my cock emptied itself into her hot, wet, velvety depths. At last the spasms subsided to intermittent squeezings as I came back to earth to feel her arms drawing me down to her breasts and the gentle touch of her lips on my ears and cheeks and the words "I love your" repeated over and over. I even felt just the slightest trace of a tear as she pressed her cheeks close to mine. I lay helpless in her arms for a long time until my cock completely softened and finally slipped out. Then I slipped to the side and we both drifted off to sleep. I buried my face in the softness of her neck and felt the fullness of her beautiful breasts against my arm before I lost consciousness.

We were so emotionally drained that we slept for about an hour. As we drifted back to the surface through the intoxication of each other's flesh we kissed gently and stayed snuggled together with every possible square inch of our bodies touching and talking softly into each other's skin. We had both felt the desire to show the love that had been growing unspoken in each of us. Yes, it was early in the relationship to be talking this way but facts were facts and we each found ourselves taken to depths of our characters by the other in a way that neither had ever experienced before. Being with each other was like sharing the same body and talking together was like being aspects of a single mind. Talking to the other was like thinking for oneself. 

Soon our love talk took on an erotic edge and our hands began to move more purposefully over each other's bodies. My cock felt its first tingle of new life. While I certainly felt playful, I wanted to take my time and truly make love to her. I told her that now that she had had her wicked way with me it was my turn to take the lead and there were still a few pieces of unfinished business left over from the moment I met her: one was to suck on her breasts and the other was to eat her out. I told her I wanted to kiss her body all over and that she had better just lie back and not make any trouble. I took her hand, put it on my fully erect cock and told she was causing enough trouble already.

She kissed me deeply on the mouth, told me to do my worst, pulled herself up slightly, adjusted a couple of pillows behind her and lay back to give me full access to her extraordinarily beautiful breasts. Now it was her turn to hold on to the bed spindles while I lifted a breast with my hand. She felt the heat of my mouth as I took in as much of the soft flesh as I could and gurgled slightly as I rapidly flicked the hardening nipple with the tip of my tongue and caresssed her other breast with my free hand. The skin of her breasts was exquisitely soft to my tongue and lips while the weight of them in my hands caused my cock to come to its full hardness. 

I must have spent a good half-hour exploring Anne's breasts as she cooed and squirmed and ran her fingers through my hair. Finally I pushed both breasts together, took the two nipples into my mouth, flicked my tongue over them one last time and started to kiss my way down her belly to her pussy opening. By now my cream had worked its way out and made the lips especially soft. Tasting myself made me think of my fantasy about her "infidelity" and about me watching another man cum in her then drinking him. She must have been thinking the same thoughts as she pulled my head up to her and kissed me on the lips. "Darling, I'm sorry, but he was so gorgeous I just had to fuck him for you. His cock was so long and thick. Drink every drop." I could hardly control myself. When I returned to her pussy, I licked around her clitoris. There was a loud groaning from the pillow which only increased as I ran my tongue several times from her clitoris to her anus which I discovered to be very sensitive. 


In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 02



"I have to go to Vancouver next week," I announced to Anne as coyly as I could while she sat pedaling her stationary bike and working up a sweat. It must have been the grin on my face that told the whole story because she immediately said without so much as a hint of a smile: "Go without me and you're dead. And I mean so dead." I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips; they were soft and warm and salty. "That's a harsh thing to say to your loving husband," I whispered in her ear as I nibbled her lobe, "before he tells you he has two tickets." She turned her head; our lips met in a deep, soft kiss as our tongues explored each other's mouth for the millionth time.

I knew she would be excited about going to Vancouver. Our friends Debbie and Dave lived there. It was with them that we had both become fully bisexual. They had come to Toronto once and the four of us had spent the most beautiful weekend of our lives exploring our bisexuality. Anne and I loved being bisexual. It was the fullest possible expression of ourselves as sexual beings. We felt natural, whole, completely at home in our own skins. 

The most surprising thing that both Anne and I discovered as we lived through our thirties was that our sexuality seemed to be constantly evolving into a mix of hetero- and same-sex desires that had not been present in our teens and twenties; conventional heterosexuality was soon no longer a complete definition of our sexualities. Our bisexuality was something that grew in each of us with the passage of time and something each of us had to come to terms with alone. Anne and I had grown up like everybody else thinking male and female were simple polar opposites that attracted like magnets or, like the half bodies described by Aristophanes in Plato's Symposium that wander through the world seeking their other half; discovering the other half was 'love'. (But Aristophanes was a comic writer and one cannot help but wonder whether this theory was presented as a joke.) 

Before we met each other, we had dated other people heterosexually and had our first sexual experiences heterosexually and didn't think any more about it. It was only in our thirties that our desires seemed to expand to include a new desire, the desire for some sort of same-sex contact. Anne compared this experience to encountering a stranger living within her own house, a stranger she got to befriend and know and then love. To me it was more like the Invasion of the Body Snatchers; my heterosexuality was slowly transformed into bisexuality and ultimately completely replaced by it. My fantasies became more and more about being with a couple where the man was bi; I never really had any desire to be alone with a man. I knew I wasn't gay because I had no desire for the gay lifestyle or even to be with gay men; I simply wanted to add some same-sex play to my underlying heterosexuality. I now considered myself to be about 80% heterosexual and 20% homosexual; my sexuality was now just larger and richer and more diverse and extended to include same-sex pleasures. The problem now was to find a woman who understood this and defined her own sexuality in the same way. 

We both found independently that we wanted to live according to our new sexualities but to do that we had to find a new kind of partner. Having the courage to recognize this made our social relations more difficult. One couldn't just ask whether a potential date was bisexual or would be comfortable with my bisexuality. Any hint of homosexuality still carried a stigma for a man, even though same-sex activity between women was rapidly becoming much more acceptable. Nevertheless, neither of us wanted to attract labels in a world that still seemed so uptight about sex. Because it was too time-consuming to just sit back and passively hope someone would turn up out of our normal round of social and business activities, we had both turned to an online dating service where we could anonymously explain our desires and screen the answers. And, voila, we found each other. We both knew what we were looking for before the first date! 

Anne's bisexuality gave her a depth and complexity that was a powerful element in my attraction to her and made our relationship richer; and she felt the same way about me. Bisexual love by definition must include others and we found we wanted to give each other the gift of same-sex and even heterosexual pleasure with others. Right from the beginning there has never been a moment of jealousy since everything we did with others we did either in the presence of each other or with the other's consent. Each wanted the other to experience whatever was necessary to be a sexually whole person. One of my strongest desires was to see my darling with another man or woman she found attractive, especially with another man. She loved seeing me with another man or sharing me with another woman. Dave and Debbie had allowed us to indulge these desires because they also shared them. Debbie and Anne had had a relationship before Dave or I met either of them. It was their complete openness to same-sex play that had permitted Dave and me to explore our bisexuality and to become our complete bisexual selves. 

Since our first weekend together, we had seen them only once and that was at their wedding. Debbie had asked Anne to be her maid of honour so we flew out for the wedding but they were so busy we only had very little chance even to talk to them. After the reception they went off immediately on their honeymoon and we came straight back to Toronto. It was now more than a year since we had played together. 

For Anne and me, our bisexuality was not something we wanted to indulge in all the time. We saw it as a need to be indulged every now and again as a kind of treat to be enjoyed when the spirit moved us but a need nonetheless. At the moment, Anne and I were totally happy just enjoying the intimacy of our deep love for each other. But I could tell by her kiss that she knew Vancouver meant Dave and Debbie and a weekend of the bisexual pleasures we hadn't shared for a long time. Anne had been hugely turned on by Dave and I had often brought her to screaming orgasms telling her fantasies about what I would like to see her doing with Dave.  

We had kept up email and telephone contact and with our two Vancouver friends and were aching to get together. A couple of times the four of us were on the phone and stroked ourselves off to wild fantasies. They had put us onto some bisexual web sites and we had suggested some chat rooms to them. During one of our phone conversations, Debbie, who was the most aggressive of the four, complained that it was hard being bi and living so far apart. Had we ever thought of looking for another couple? We all loved each other but they would understand if we needed some same-sex play and found somebody else to fill in between our own meetings. You know, just to meet the needs of the flesh! We said we hadn't done anything but had to admit we were both very bi-horny. I was dying for Dave's cock in my mouth and Anne was constantly fantasizing about sucking Debbie's gorgeous breasts and eating her incredibly soft, sweet-tasting pussy. We said we could understand their needs too and it would be OK if they found somebody out there. In fact, we all had to admit it would be great if we could all play with another couple at the same time. Thinking of six people together at once made us all start fantasizing and stroking ourselves again until the phone lines were carrying our screams back and forth across the country. 

Anne and I got off the phone that night realizing our relationship with Dave and Debbie had been carried to another level but we weren't sure about all the implications. All we knew for sure was that the seed of something had been planted and we liked it. How it would grow, no one knew. We went to bed incredibly aroused and made love stimulating each other with fantasies until we fell asleep exhausted in the wee hours.  

Debbie and Dave: Looking Fabulous as Always 

I flew out to Tuesday evening by myself and Anne was to follow Friday night. I stayed in a hotel downtown and was very busy spending long hours with clients in and around Vancouver and over in Victoria and only saw Dave and Debbie for a quick drink late Thursday evening. They were as beautiful as ever and it was fabulous to see them but we didn't go any farther since we were all very tired and, besides, we really wanted Anne to be with us. They did tease me a bit, however, saying they had met a couple they would like us to meet. That was all they said: no elaboration, no hints, no plans. Anne and I were to check out of our hotel Saturday afternoon and spend Saturday night at their luxury condo. 

I kissed Debbie goodnight. She tasted tantalizingly sweet. She took my face in her well manicured hands and kissed me full on the lips, driving her tongue deep into my mouth. It felt good to have her full breasts pushing into my chest again. "Don't forget to pass some of that on to Anne." I wanted Debbie really badly. When we had all been together in Toronto, I had only been inside her briefly because there were so many other things going on; now I wanted to play with every square inch and orifice of her body and cum screaming deep in her pussy while Anne and Dave watched. When I shook Dave's hand, he said he was looking forward to seeing Anne again; we both looked at each other and smiled. "I look forward to you and Anne seeing each other again, too," I said. His hand tightened on mine. "'Til Saturday."

I called Anne as soon as I got back to my room and told her how great they looked and how delicious Debbie tasted, how much she wanted to kiss Anne and how much I wanted to cum inside her. "Oh, darling, that sounds delicious. I'll kiss her and eat her out and get her ready for you then I'll make you so hard, she'll be cumming as soon as you get inside. I want to watch your face when you cum inside her." I told her Dave looked really good and his hand felt strong. (I knew she loved his hands on her body.) She was as curious as I was that they had gotten to know another couple and thought we should meet them. Knowing Debbie and Dave, "couple" could mean only one thing – new playmates. We figured, if they were friends of Dave and Debbie, they would be very attractive and open-minded. The thought of meeting and playing with new people as well as Dave and Debbie turned us on so much that we brought each other off over the phone before falling asleep.

Anne arrived safely Friday night. I was sitting up against the pillows with my eyes closed and slowly running my fingers through her hair as her mouth closed around my cock. The warmth of her mouth made me rock hard. We were both enjoying the silence of the room, the feel of the sheets against our naked bodies, the fresh smell of each other after our shower and the easy rhythm of her bobbing head. Her fingernails softly raked my scrotum; every now and then her middle finger would touch my anus by 'accident' followed by a very insincere "oops" and my groans of pleasure. She turned her head upward, kissed me to make me taste myelf, swung her leg over and took my cock teasingly into her sleek pussy. "Now that I have a captive audience," she said between light kisses, "I want to know what you think about these new friends." "I don't know anything about them more than you do," I whispered as I moved my mouth from one breast to the other sucking on the hard nipples. "I expect we'll meet them tomorrow night. One thing for sure, we wouldn't be meeting them unless Debbie and Dave thought they were a lot like us." "Do you mean you think they are probably bi," she gasped between kisses as she started to stroke her clit. "Probably," was all I could say with my mouth full of breast and Anne starting to ride up and down on my cock. "Do you think you could handle another bi couple?" I asked. "Oh, gawd, that would be delicious. Two other bi couples and us! Oh, fuck!" She seemed to be talking to the ceiling now as she threw her head back. "And you'd go out of your mind with two other cocks to suck," she managed to get out between gasps as she began to stroke and grind harder. "And think of all the breasts to suck and pussy juices and cream for you to drink, darling," was all I could say as I heard my beautiful darling begin to scream and I felt myself exploding inside her. We made love again in the morning, enjoyed breakfast from room service and took a cab out to Dave and Debbie's luxury condo about 4 o'clock – freshly showered but wearing no underwear. 

Doug and Debbie Spend More Time Together

They met us at the door in untied robes. Anne was through the door, out of her blouse and skirt and into the arms of Dave in seconds. My pants and shirt joined her clothes on the floor as Debbie threw off her robe and smothered me with passionate kiss. I thought Dave and Anne were going to make love right there on the carpet but they managed to keep enough control to run down the hall to the bedroom holding hands. Debbie and I lingered by the front door sharing more kisses and caressing each other's buns. I was rock hard and wanted her right then and there. "Christ, I missed you, Doug. I had to make myself cum three times when I got home after kissing you the other night." It was wonderful to hear that she felt the same way about me as I did about her. 

She took me by the hand and led me down the hall but into a different bedroom. "Let them enjoy themselves," she said as she kissed me again and led me to the bed. The sheets had already been turned down. She lay back in the middle of the bed and spread her legs. I wanted her pussy sooo much! She was an exceptionally beautiful woman: tall, blonde with a peaches-and-cream complexion, very full breasts, a slim waist and great legs. I knelt between her legs and dipped my tongue gently into the soft wetness I had been craving. The warmth and creamy texture of her pussy lips were intoxicating. I simply couldn't get enough; I wanted to eat her for hours but I also couldn't wait to get my cock inside her and feel myself engulfed in her softness. Neither of us spoke. I settled in to my licking and drinking. Sometimes I put my hands under her firm buns and lifted her up so I could lead my tongue around to her anus. She whimpered every time I touched my tongue to her clean, tight little hole. Then, never taking my tongue off her skin, I slowly traced my way back to her pussy and all the way up to her clit where I navigated circles around her hard bud. Soon her hands were behind me head holding my mouth to her clit as I focused on one spot until she was screaming and rocking and kneading her breasts with both hand. I reduced the pressure on her clit for a moment as she seemed to pause then increased it again as she rose to orgasm again and again and again. 

Finally she said, "Sweetie, come inside me and cum inside me. I want to watch you cum." Oh, fuck, I was aching to cum. I raise myself up on my knees, leaned forward to kiss her and felt her hand around my cock guiding it to her opening. As I entered I remembered how incredibly slick and soft she had been when I had been in her for such a short time on our last weekend together. My eyes were closed as I pushed forward into her bottomless softness. I caught myself whimpering and gasping as I was slowly engulfed. When I got to the bottom, I stopped to savour her incredible silkiness. My whole being was in my cock; I was living inside her. "Darling, I've wanted you to make love to me since I first laid eyes on you. It was very frustrating not to have had more of you last time. This time I wanted to have you all to myself, at least for a while,." She whispered. I hadn't realized how attracted she was to me. "I've wanted you too. I love your gorgeous breasts and your incredible pussy." She smiled and lifted a full, sweet breast to my mouth. "Suck me, sweetie." Her smile was incredibly tender and loving as she felt the warmth of my mouth suck in the sweet, pink flesh. Slowly I started to stroke in and out. I was almost delirious with pleasure. I sensed myself throwing my head back and groaning. Her hands were caressing my face and shoulders and upper arms. "Let it go, darling, let me have it all. Fuck me hard." I began to stroke hard. Thank gawd, I had good control! She screamed every time I hit bottom. "Oh, fuck me, you bastard." Both of us began to cry out obscenities. She seemed to be cumming again with all my pounding. Fuck, she was! She started to scream again as my own orgasm took hold of me and drove me out of all control. Suddenly I could feel myself exploding into her. Rushes of hot cream shot out of me into the darkness of her pussy; hot cream leaving me and filling her amidst our screams and groans and obscenities. 

I stayed kneeling between her legs with my softening erection still in her pussy for what seemed forever. Then slowly she reached up for my shoulders and pulled me down to lie on her breasts and have my face and shoulders covered with kisses and hear her tell me over and over again how much she loved me and missed me.

We soon fell into a deep sleep. The next thing I was aware of was low muffled voices in the distance. Debbie had left the bed and the door was closed. I must have been exhausted from the long working hours of the previous few days and the powerful orgasm I had just had with Debbie because I slipped back below the surface again for I don't know how long. When I awoke the room was completely dark, the door was now half open and I heard voices that were obviously in passion. 

Voyeur Heaven 

I slowly pushed the door open so I could look down the hall to the dimly lit master bedroom. Something was happening. I have a strong voyeuristic streak so I tip-toed slowly down the hall keeping to the shadows. The door to the master bedroom was only half open and but I had a full view of the king-size bed. To a voyeur like me, the scene was breath-taking. Kneeling in the middle of the bed was a very fit, handsome man of about 50. He had broad shoulders and muscular upper arms with an attractive chest of hair touched here and there with grey. Below his waist was another very attractive field of hair likewise touched with grey, in the middle of which stood a thickly veined erection with a fully exposed glans purple with desire. I later learned this was Erik, chairman of the condo committee and a man with whom Debbie and Dave had worked on condo business. 

I had to bite my tongue to keep from groaning with pleasure as I saw my darling Anne kneeling behind him, rubbing her breasts on his back, running her fingers through his chest hair and kissing his neck and shoulders. Dave, whose cock was fully erect was kneeling beside them and joining them in a three-way kiss while his hand gently stroked Erik's erection. Now Erik kissed Dave full on the lips, now Anne; now Anne kissed Erik and sometimes all three of them were kissing each other at the same time. Without saying a word, Dave suddenly dropped his head to Erik's waist and swallowed his cock right to its hairy root. 

Stretched out beside them and leaning against the pillows was Debbie who loved to watch just as much as I did. Her position reminded me of Goya's Naked Maja. But kneeling between Debbie and the three lovers was woman in her late forties or early fifties, a natural redhead, squeezing her nipples between her fingers with one hand and slowly masturbating herself with the other. She was a bit shorter and stockier than Debbie or Anne but deliciously desirable. I was attracted to her immediately. She was not as beautiful as Anne of Debbie but she had a certain look that excited me enormously. I could see her full breasts, slim waist, and hips with a thin patch of reddish hair in the middle hiding the opening I immediately registered as a new mystery to be explored. This, as it turned out, was Ursula, Erik's wife, and she was getting off watching her husband and Debbie's husband and my wife as much as Debbie and I were! 




In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 02



Anne was such an exhibitionist. She looked so beautiful as she played with these two men. As Dave began sucking Erik's cock, Anne moved around to face Erik. She looked him lovingly in the face as they romantically kissed and embraced. Once Erik could reach them, he cupped her breasts in his hands and began rubbing the nipples into the hairs of his chest. I could hear Anne catch her breath at the pleasure she was feeling in her extremely sensitive nipples. "Shit, that's delicious," she sighed looking at Debbie and Ursula. "I know," said Ursula as she pinched her nipple a little harder. Dave stopped sucking Erik's very hard cock to kiss Anne's buns and flick his tongue into the crack of her ass then take a breast from Erik's hand and suck softly on the nipple. I was even more turned on by knowing that she was completely uninhibited by my presence. As she slipped her hand down through the hair on his groin to cradle Erik's big hairy balls in her hand, I could hear her telling him how much she loved kissing him and rubbing her nipples in the soft hair of his chest. 

This was my delicious, unfaithful, promiscuous darling! My wife! And besides, I thought, her pussy must already be full of Dave's cream from earlier in the evening, before the arrival of Erik and Ursula. Now all I wanted was to see her with her pussy full of Erik's cock. I was almost cumming at the thought of a man I didn't even know parting my darling wife's pussy lips, pushing his cock in as she groaned at its length and thickness, pounding her while she screamed with uncontrollable pleasure, then watching those final few hard thrusts as the stranger groaned and heaved himself to unload his silky fountains into her hot, sweet depths. I just loved thinking about her being fucked, watching her actually being fucked and fantasizing when we were alone about her being fucked. Her orgasms were enormous even when it was just a fantasy! She took huge pleasure not just in being fucked but in knowing how much pleasure I got from both the thought and the reality. 

What Debbie and Dave Didn't Tell Us

Suddenly Debbie said, "I want to watch you two guys fuck each other." I couldn't believe my ears. Debbie was treating it as if it were normal. I realized immediately that Erik and Dave must have done this before. Back in Toronto Dave and I had both considered doing it but hadn't felt good about it. I guess we just weren't ready. Dave had obviously jumped way ahead to the next level in his bisexuality. "Jeezus, I want to see that too," Anne said in a startled tone. "Have you two guys been doing this already? Who's been fucking whom?" Debbie and Ursula immediately replied almost in unison: "Both of them." 

"Erik has been complaining he hasn't been fucked for a while," Ursula said quite matter of factly. "Then let's watch Dave fuck Erik." Debbie broke into a big smile and clapped her hands: "Yeah." It was obvious that the action had been going both ways and probably for some time. "You bastards, I was just going to fuck Erik; I want to try that beautiful cock.," Anne said pretending to be angry. "Later baby, later," Ursula told her. "He'll still have a lot left even after Dave's cock. And he loves Dave's cock." 

Erik lay down on his back across the bed and Debbie and Ursula began to get him ready while Anne attended to Dave's iron cock. Debbie took the mineral oil from the side table. Ursula sat on Erik's face and pulled his legs up until his knees nearly touched his shoulders while Debbie put some oil on a small dildo and inserted it gently into Erik's ass. He began to squirm and groan in what could only have been a delicious combination of pain and pleasure. Anne, meanwhile, had taken some of the oil in her hand and stroked Dave's hard cock while she kissed him. 

"Looks like they're ready," Ursula said as she stroked her clit. Erik pulled his legs back to give Dave as much of a target as he could. Dave positioned himself and leaned forward as Anne guided his cock to Erik's anal opening. Slowly he pushed forward as Erik wriggled and cried in pain and pleasure at the first sensation of the engorged head of Dave's penis pushing into his hole. Debbie leaned over and gave him one of her beautiful breasts as a comforter: "There, there, darling, it's just a big beautiful cock going into your tight ass." As Dave pushed in he savoured Erik's ass as if it had been the sweetest, tightest pussy in the world. He pushed in slowly and his pleasure at the incredible gripping pressure on his penis was evident on his face: his mouth was open and his eyes were closed as he relished the exquisite sensations. With every inch, Erik whimpered a little and squirmed. Everyone was silent except Eric as they watched Dave slowly make his way along the channel. Soon Dave was in Erik's ass up to his balls. By the time Dave was completely inside, Erik was gasping and bucking. Once he was completely lodged inside, Dave grabbed Erik's upper thighs as leverage and began to rock back and forth in long, deep, slow, deliberate strokes. He only opened his eyes occasionally; otherwise they were closed in bliss as he enjoyed the sensations in his cock and the pleasure of being an exhibitionist for such appreciative and devoted voyeurs. 

I found Dave and Erik more than just exciting to watch. It was as if my cock were on some sympathetic frequency with Dave's; I could almost feel the grip of Erik's asshole around my cock too. I just ached to be fucking his asshole or maybe to be behind Dave and rocking back and forth in his asshole in unison with his slow rocking inside Erik. I wanted to be completely engulfed in a man's anus while beautiful women watched approvingly and enjoyed seeing us all fucking and cumming deep inside each other. 


Anne was on all fours facing Dave. She just stared at the whole process in amazement. She was obviously fascinated by the novelty of seeing a man put his cock into another man's ass. She continued to watch as Dave stroked in and out. After watching half a dozen strokes and kissing Dave again, she shifted her attention to Erik's cock. It was rock hard and dripping from Dave's stimulation of his prostate. Anne wrapped her delicate hand around it and lowered her head. Erik's head was rolling back and forth and his mouth was open he felt the warmth of her mouth enclose the head of his penis and slowly slide the length of its shaft until only his balls were left outside. This new source of pleasure made Erik utter a high whimper and shout: "Pleez, pleez, fuck, jeezus." As soon as Anne heard that, she swung her legs over and slowly lowered her pussy onto his mouth. Since her pussy must have been full of Dave's cum from earlier in the evening, she was now feeding Erik a nice juicy piece of cream pie. Erik's head now started to move up and down instead of side to side as he began to lick Anne's creamy pussy. I could see him trying to bury his tongue inside her to get every drop as Anne now began to make soft noises of pleasure. It was amazing that Erik could keep from cumming. In fact, it was amazing any of them could keep from cumming! 

What an incredible sight for a voyeur! There was my gorgeous wife letting the cream of a man who recently fucked her run out of her pussy into the mouth of a new bi lover I had never even met while she sucks his cock deep into her throat. And there was Dave, Anne's and my first bi lover, with his beautiful cock embedded in the asshole of the same stranger who is eating my wife's pussy while she sucks his cock! 

Debbie and Ursula were watching silently, totally fascinated by the sight of their husbands fucking each other. Debbie was lying on her side with her head resting on one hand and, with the other, reaching out to stroke Dave or Anne or Erik. Sometimes she held hands with Erik to comfort him. Ursula was lying behind her watching over her shoulder. Both women were softly and leisurely touching themselves and each other as they took in every stroke and groan of Anne and the two men. Debbie was playing with her nipples, sometimes lifting her own breasts to her mouth to suck them; Ursula was kissing Debbie's shoulder and stroking her thigh and sometimes slipping her hand over to run her fingers through Debbie's pussy hair and play momentarily with her clit; Debbie sometimes played for a minute with her own clit then reached behind and played with Ursula's. 

The sight of Anne and Dave and Erik was getting to be too much for Debbie and Ursula. Their touching and gentle kissing were progressing to something else. Ursula seemed very bi. She was soon no longer watching the threesome and was concentrating on Debbie. Debbie held and kissed Erik's hand to comfort him but his groaning never stopped. Ursula now began to kiss her way down Debbie's back and forced her legs open to she could put her head between from behind. Soon Ursula was skillfully licking Debbie's anus and hot, delicious pussy lips, driving her tongue deep inside then playing with her clit. 

Even A Voyeur Can Only Take So Much

I couldn't take it any more. I stepped into the room and immediately knelt behind Anne. "Hello, darling, we wondered when you'd get here," Anne said taking Erik's cock out off her mouth for only a moment as she turned to me. I slipped my cock into her pussy which by now was incredibly slick, hot and creamy soft. There is just nothing softer than my darling's excited pussy full of another man's cream! It always excited me unbelievably. In a flash, I felt Erik's hands reach up and grab my buns. Anne realized what he was doing and lowered herself so my cock would stay in her pussy while Erik could apply his tongue and mouth to both her clit and my cock and balls. 

How delicious to be able to move from being a voyeur to being an exhibitionist! Ursula had stopped licking Debbie and they were now both watching the four of us. I looked at Ursula and something electric passed between us. She raised herself to her knees, put her arms around me and kissed me with incredible passion; I could feel my cock stiffen even more in Anne's pussy. Ursula's lips were soft as two silken pillows. I couldn't believe how attractive this older woman was and how much I really wanted to eat and fuck her. And hard. I was delirious with pleasure: I was kissing this incredibly desirable woman, Erik was licking my balls and would every now and then take my cock out of Anne's pussy and suck on it for a moment then put it back in again. Anne would raise her face from Erik's cock to kiss Dave and encourage him as he was having difficulty keeping control while he continued his delicious stroking into Erik's tight asshole. Sometimes she sat up to let Dave suck her breasts which he did in a kind of frenzy.

Ursula and I couldn't let go of each other. Her soft hands caressed my buns and fingered my anus as I stroked in and out of Anne's pussy or Erik's mouth. Without even getting to know each other, we were precisely on each other's sexual wavelength. I lowered my head to kiss her hard nipples and take as much of her creamy breasts into my mouth as I could. My hand wandered down to her pussy where I played with her soft triangle then slipped a couple of fingers inside as she moaned and kissed me even harder. 

Debbie was now kneeling beside Dave, kissing him and running her finger in and out of his anus. She and Anne were both kissing him and giving him their breasts to suck. He was coming to the edge very quickly. At last he came. His orgasm was a mixture of groans and whimpers and a flood of stimulating obscenities. As soon as he started to cum, Anne left Debbie to take care of his kisses and took Erik's cock back into her mouth for the final hard sucking. At last their orgasms came. The combination of my fucking and Erik's licking plus the excitement of having this stranger's beautiful cock in her mouth took Anne screaming over the edge as Erik groaned, buried his face in her soft pussy hairs and emptied himself in waves into her mouth.

What could be more beautiful? My darling's pussy had been filled by Dave earlier in the evening and now her mouth was full of this stranger's delicious cum. I had fucked her cum-filled pussy and now I was going to kiss her cum-filled mouth. And I had a new pussy I couldn't wait to fuck. Anne knew I loved to drink another man's cream so, as soon as she had taken Erik's last drop, she turned to me to kiss me full on the mouth. She looked beautiful: her face was flushed and Erik's huge load was filling her mouth and overflowing her lips onto her chin. She loved to swallow cum but she also wanted to kiss me with her mouth full because she knew it turned me on so much. Ursula broke our kiss to allow me to kiss Anne and take in a sticky mouthful of cum cocktail plus the taste of Dave's lips which she had kissed so often when not sucking Erik's cock. We exchanged sloppy, leaky mouthfuls and smeared our lips on each other's cheeks two or three times until our faces were covered with cum and saliva. The wetter we made each other, the more Ursula wanted some too. We both kissed her and shared her husband's cum with her until her cheeks were as messy as ours. Anne and Ursula both seemed to get the idea of adding their own pussy juices to the mix at the same time. They dipped their fingers into their own and each other's pussies and gave us all wet fingers to suck and mix with our mouthfuls of cum and saliva. Soon Anne and Ursula and I were sharing eveybody's juices in a squishy, messy, three-way gourmet kiss of cum, tongues, pussy juices and saliva. 

Ursula's Juicy Surprise

Delicious as this was, I just had to eat and fuck Ursula; I just ached to drink her juices and explode inside her; I couldn't believe how much I wanted her. Without a word, as if she were reading my mind, Ursula lay back and opened her legs. As she lay back with her legs apart and her face glistening with the spillage of our three-way kissing, she looked even more desirable than she had as I watched her from the hall. While we had been kissing, Dave had gone to wash his cock off and was now back and lying beside us in the arms of Debbie who was comforting him with her touch and her words after his huge orgasm in Erik's ass. On the other side of us was Anne, locked in an embrace with Erik, stroking his balls, running her hands through his chest hair and kissing him repeatedly. They seemed off in a world of their own. I could see Erik's beautiful cock stirring under the care of Anne's soft hands and was looking forward to seeing her open for him soon. I wanted to suck his cock myself but I wanted to see it enter my darling even more! 

I knelt between Ursula's legs and applied my mouth to her pussy lips in a wet kiss with lots of tongue flicking in as far as it could go. She was very excited and started to shout. "Jeezus, shit, gawd, eat me." I focused on her clit because I loved to hear her scream and wanted to make her explode. Soon her taste changed from creamy sweet to slightly bitter. Fuck! She was a squirter! I loved drinking those special juices and hadn't been with a squirter for a long time. Suddenly she went very silent as I kept lapping like a dog with my tongue. The slight bitterness increased until I heard this huge scream and felt my mouth fill with a very pleasant bitter liquid that I just swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. I loved the taste of those juices! I kept licking and probing as her scream went on and on and her hips rocked and pitched as if she wanted to throw me off. But I kept on and reduced the pressure as she seemed to be coming down. The orgasm was so powerful that she actually lost consciousness. 

By now I was almost out of control myself. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and slipped my cock into the unconscious Ursula's hot, creamy pussy. I was no sooner inside than she started to come back to this world. I was positively aching to cum no matter how. Her eyes were now open and she was looking lovingly up at me: "Fuck me, baby, fuck me. Make me cum. Fuck me hard," was all she could say as I pounded as deep and hard as I could. Everyone was now watching and we were both loving it. Ursula was completely back in the game and was as big an exhibitionist as I was! She started rubbing her clit as her full breasts with their hard nipples bounced teasingly in front of me. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," was all she could say as she moved into a new orgasm.

She came first in a high, gasping scream that went on and on as she rubbed her clit and I pumped as hard as I could into her. She had just peaked when I could feel my own explosion rushing toward me. "Give me your cum, baby, I want your fucking cum.," was all she could say. At this moment, out of the corner of my eye I could see Erik getting to his knees and placing his now fully erect cock at Anne's opening and pushing in slowly as Anne groaned and looked at me with a smile that expressed both the passion she was feeling for Erik and the knowledge that I always loved seeing her with another man's hard cock inside her. Seeing her like this made me want to finish my orgasm a different way – by masturbating myself and shooting some onto her. When Ursula felt me pulling out she cried: "All over my clit. Make me cum again." 

My cock was rock hard and slippery when I took it in my hand. I could see Erik's hard buns tighten with every stroke into Anne; I could see Anne rolling her head and groaning; I could hear Erik telling Anne how tight and beautiful her pussy was; I could see Debbie now kneeling beside us waiting for me to cum. Debbie shoved a pillow under Ursula's ass as Ursula raised her legs to give me a better shot at her pussy. Debbie was now gently stroking my shoulders, back and buns as she watched my cock, waiting for my cream to explode out onto Ursula's pussy. I now began to stroke harder and faster to take myself the short distance to what I knew would be a beautiful orgasm.

The Joys of Masturbation

I loved masturbating. I loved the control and the focus and right now I really wanted to bring myself off watching Anne getting fucked. Every type of orgasm has its own unique quality: in the pussy, between the breasts, in the mouth, in my own hand or with somebody else's, in the anus or even between the ass cheeks. As Woody Allen said, I never had a bad orgasm, every one was right on the money. 

The sights and sounds of Anne, the sight of Ursula still stroking herself, the sight of Debbie's breasts and the feel of her soft hands on my body were all I needed to bring me to a huge explosion. After all, I had been stimulated all night long by the most incredible voyeuristic feast and I hadn't cum since cumming in Debbie hours ago. I think I must have screamed, I don't know, but I made some sort of loud animal noise as I felt a huge load of cream rush up my shaft. The first long stream shot out and landed on Erik's muscular upper arm and Anne's breast. The second landed and hung suspended in the soft hairs of Ursula's pussy right above her clit. The third stream landed right on her clit and dribbled down into her opening. For the last spurts, I bent forward and rubbed the head on her wet pussy lips as I stroked myself the last few times. 

In a heartbeat, Debbie's tongue was lapping up the pools in Ursula's pussy hair while I began rubbing the softening head on her clit. I could see this beginning to drive her crazy. Debbie kissed her with my cum on her mouth then swung her legs over and lowered her pussy to Ursula's mouth. Debbie pulled her lips apart to give Ursula better access to her clit. 

With little smiles and an impish "thank you", Erik licked my cum off Anne's breast and Anne licked it off Erik's arm. With my cum on both their lips they looked at me then, without taking their eyes off me, kissed passionately while Erik continued his deep stroking. Gawd I loved watching them like this right in front of me!

All this was getting to be too much for Dave who was now playing with himself and growing quite hard. Even with Debbie's beautiful pussy in front of her mouth, Ursula was too distracted by the feel of my cock head rubbing on her clit to give Debbie much attention. I knew Ursula was going to cum again when I saw her fingers and nails digging into Debbie's buns. Her hot wet clit felt delicious on those sensitive nerves underneath my cock head. Debbie turned to look at what I was doing while she caressed her own breasts and pinched the nipples then turned back to watch Ursula's face between her legs as Ursula let out another choking scream as she came again. 




In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 02



By now I really wanted to eat Ursula again. I was so attracted to her I didn't want to stop touching her even for a moment. As soon as she had orgasmed, I knelt down and began licking her. The next orgasm was not far off for this deliciously multiply orgasmic woman. Her pussy was now positively dripping with cum and her own freely flowing juices. I loved the taste of her juices and rubbed my mouth and cheeks around in her opening to get as much of them in me and on me as I could. A few minutes of licking her clit got her off again into an orgasm this time muffled by Debbie's pussy in which Ursula had now buried her mouth. I continued licking her to a few more orgasms until she was exhausted and was ready to pay more attention to bringing Debbie off. 


It was now my turn to lie back and watch again. As Ursula started licking Debbie seriously, Dave knelt over her with his balls inches away from her mouth and kissed Debbie deeply. Debbie had been sucking her own nipples and offered them to Dave to lick and bite gently. Ursula alternated between licking Debbie's pussy, Dave's balls and even tongued his anus as he groaned slightly and Debbie reached around to part his ass cheeks to give Ursula better access. 

After being stimulated in this way for a while, Dave leaned down and kissed Ursula and asked whether she needed anything. She reached up and stroked his now fully erect cock. "You horny bi bastard, you know what I need. I need this thing in my pussy and I need a load of your hot cum." Dave, who liked to tease, said: "Do you want me to be unfaithful to my wife and make a cuckold of your husband? Would that be right?" "Your wife is your problem, but that bi stud I'm married to can't keep it holstered anyway. He dips it in pussies and assholes; just does whatever he damn well wants. I think he needs to be taught a lesson. I think he needs to know I can get fucked too. You know how I used to only like to watch? I think he should watch me for a change. It's time that handsome bi son of a bitch found out how bi I can be. Two can play this game."

Dave didn't need another word. He kissed her deeply, kissed Debbie and told her how much he loved her, then positioned himself between Ursula's legs. As he slipped his cock into her, Debbie turned her head and leaned back and kissed him. 'Just enjoy yourself, darling," she said tenderly as she watched his cock make its first stroke into the older woman's pussy. Dave closed his eyes and began a slow rhythmic movement to savour every moment in Ursula's beautiful pussy. 

It was already late and everyone was getting tired but there were still two men with solid erections who needed to cum before anyone got any sleep. Ursula quickly brought Debbie to a short series of whimpering orgasms before she rolled off Ursula's mouth and lay down in front of me. I gently nibbled her neck and shoulders and reached around to cup her breasts in my hands as she spooned into me. The whole flavour of the evening had softened and become more tender. Ursula was not reaching for another orgasm nor was Anne. Dave was lost in his own pleasure as Ursula called him "darling" and "sweetheart" and "baby" and stroked his face and shoulders with her fingers. It was clear she loved being made love to by such an attractive younger man even though her own husband was an extremely good looking and fit man for his age. Like all of us, she was very bi and loved to be naughty in front of her husband. 

Sometimes Dave would lean down to suck a breast and she would run her fingers through his hair and stroke the back of his neck. He sometimes asked her for kisses as he leaned forward on his strong arms. She would take his face in her hands and lovingly peck his cheeks saying: "Like this, darling?" and kiss him softly on the cheek, "Or like this?" kissing him again on his chin or pulling his earlobe softly with her teeth, "Or more like this?" and she would hold his head to her and kiss him passionately on the mouth with lots of tongue. "Yes, darling, that's what I want," Dave gasped as she kissed him on the mouth again. 

It was a truly beautiful scene in the soft light of the room. Some pillows had fallen on the floor, the sheets were rumpled and flecked here and there with glossy wet spots, and the sounds of the last lovers of the evening made it clear that exhausted, happy sleep was not far away. Anne was treating Erik just as Ursula was treating Dave. She didn't have another orgasm in her but wanted Erik to enjoy himself. It was obvious Erik loved seeing Dave inside his wife just as much as I loved seeing him inside Anne. He and Ursula frequently exchanged glances and smiles as did Anne and I. Anne and Ursula were lying so close together that Erik and Ursula could hold hands and Erik could even lean down and kiss Ursula when Dave was sucking one of her breasts or had his head thrown back and groaning softly as he just stroked in and out. Sometimes Anne and Ursula would reach out and touch each other's breasts. Even Debbie, who was extremely comfortable lying with me, would reach out and stroke Dave's back or softly pass her hand over one of Ursula's breasts.

Anne was telling Erik just to relax and enjoy himself. Like Ursula, she was calling him sweet, loving names and telling him that her pussy was there for him and that she wanted all his cream. She was too far away for me to reach her hand but she looked over at me so lovingly that I blew her some kisses.which she caught and put on her mouth. A couple she even put on Erik's mouth as she smiled broadly at me.

I was having trouble staying awake but I had to watch Erik cum inside Anne. Soon all the loving talk, the kisses, the caressing, the permission to just think of themselves, began to take their toll on both Dave and Erik. Almost in unison, they slowed their stroking to that steady deliberate pace that immediately precedes orgasm. We were all watching their faces as they came at last in a groaning, aching release into the pussies of these two beautiful women. Anne looked up into Erik's face with the most loving expression possible as she watch his final agony and felt the hot jets shoot into her. Ursula did the same, as Dave at last released himself into her. As each man exhausted himself, each woman gently lowered him to her breasts and hugged him and kissed him.

The Story of Erik and Ursula

I think Debbie was actually asleep first but I must have been a close second. I don't remember anything until I felt stirring beside me and discovered Anne lying there. It was about 8:30 by the bedroom clock and there were just Anne and Ursula and Erik and myself in the bed. Debbie and Dave must have gone off to the spare bedroom where Debbie and I had made love early last night. The room was completely dark with just a border of light at the bottom of the curtains. I was glad to be waking up beside Erik and Ursula because I found them very attractive and had really enjoyed the adventures of the night before. Soon there was gentle kissing and stroking all round by way of morning greetings. They seemed to like us too and conversation was easy. 

I lay on my side behind Anne and Erik did the same with Ursula. The two women could touch each other and often did as they told us their story. Sometimes the whole story would get interrupted by soft kissing, especially at the more explicitly erotic parts where we heard how they had first started to play together with Debbie and Dave. Both Erik and I were erect and penetrating our wives from behind for most of the story while the women gently kissed and stroked each other. It was a delicious story and bound all three couples closer together as bisexual persons and lovers.

Both Erik and Ursula could relate to our quest for bisexual friends because theirs had been similar. They had been married for about 25 years and had experienced the same growth of bisexual feelings. Erik felt the need earlier and had had a hard time making Ursula understand exactly what he meant. Their marriage had almost broken up over his frustration at not being able to have a same-sex experience that included her. He didn't want to leave her; he wanted her to share his new world with him. Finally, with her approval, he had met a couple of married men on line who couldn't tell their wives about their needs so decided to find a lover on their own. Ursula had agreed to let him proceed but only if she could watch! This was her idea of a solution at the beginning. Erik had been extremely grateful and Ursula had, in fact, enjoyed being a voyeur. There had been three men over about a twelve-year period and Erik seemed satisfied since he was meeting his same-sex needs which were only about as strong as Dave's and mine. 

Needless to say, over that 12-year period every possible aspect of sex had been discussed but Ursula was still reluctant to get involved. Erik was alright with that but thought it would be a lot more fun if Ursula could join him because he was beginning to fantasize about seeing her with another man and even with another woman. He began to dream of how perfect it would be if she were a bit bi too. 

When they met Debbie and Dave shortly after the younger couple arrived at the condo, they found them to be attractive but didn't think anything more about them. A couple of times in their lovemaking they had fantasized about what an attractive couple like Debbie and Dave must do in bed but it went not farther than that. In the midst of this fantasy, Erik was surprised to hear his wife say she thought Debbie's breasts must be absolutely breathtaking in the nude. Had Ursula crossed some kind of a boundary? Erik just let the matter lie for a while until Ursula mentioned it again one evening and added that she wondered whether Dave had a cock Erik might enjoy. 

Erik now looked at Debbie and Dave in a completely different light as the possible answer to his problem of getting Ursula to join him in his bisexual play. So Erik jumped at the opportunity to have a drink with Debbie and Dave after a general meeting of the condo board and the tenants. Ursula had not attended the meeting so Erik went up to their apartment by himself. They put on some music, poured drinks and sat in the living room discussing condo affairs. At one point, Erik had said the music would be beautiful to dance to and Dave invited him to dance with Debbie while he fixed another drink. Erik told us that it wasn't long before he and Debbie were dancing cheek to cheek with Dave watching. Her full breasts were pressing into his chest and her long, soft hands were on the back of his neck. He was fully erect; she was pushing her groin against him; he didn't know what to do. There he was dancing with another man's wife in their apartment, the lights were low and she seemed to be coming onto him! Even though Erik was fit, he was older and was afraid Dave might do something if he stroked Anne's buns or kissed her. Thinking discretion the better part of valour, he continued to dance but kept his hands in their place. As he was leaving, Debbie gave him a kiss on the cheek that was kind of half on his mouth and Dave also kissed him on the cheek. He went back to his own condo completely confused and completely turned on. He didn't tell Ursula the whole story but did say he had been up to their condo and found Dave very attractive. Without a moment's hesitation, Ursula agreed that he could explore that if he thought it would go anywhere.

A couple of weeks after this incident, Ursula had gone to Kamloops for a few days on business. She knew there was going to be another tenants' meeting while she was away and said if he got invited back to their apartment and anything happened between him and Dave, it was alright with her. She didn't say anything about Debbie! (They both laughed as they told Anne and me they figured there was absolutely no chance Debbie would be bi!) After the meeting, as hoped, Debbie and Dave invited him up to their condo again. Out came the liquor, on went the CDs and the dancing began. This time it was obvious, they were trying to seduce him. And he let them. As the soft music played, and the drinks worked their magic, and with Dave watching, Debbie took Erik's face in her hands and kissed him with a wet tonguing kiss. Erik took her more firmly in his arms and continued the kiss for several minutes. It was summertime and Erik was wearing only a short-sleeved shirt and slacks. Debbie was in a blouse and shorts. As soon as Dave saw the kiss going so well, he stepped forward and kissed Erik's cheek while he was still kissing Debbie. Erik said he remembered thinking it was now or never to see whether Dave might be bi. He broke Debbie's kiss and turned his mouth to Dave who accepted it tongue and all. 

They stood kissing for a few more minutes before Debbie said Dave liked to play with a man now and then and Erik said so did he. Debbie then kissed Erik on the lips again as Dave began to remove his own shirt. As Debbie was unbuttoning Erik's shirt, Dave came back and kissed Erik full on the mouth again while Erik stroked Dave's now naked back and shoulders. It was still only about 9:30 so Erik said his wife was out of town for a few days so he had some time on my hands. At this, Debbie said why didn't they adjourn to where they could be more comfortable and began unbuttoning her blouse. Stopping for kisses along the way, the three of them left a trail of slacks and shirts and shorts and bras and boxers and panties down the hall to the master bedroom. 


Erik told us it was one of the most exquisite nights he had ever spent. He had been completely faithful to his wife throughout their marriage but when Debbie started to play with him he thought: Ursula said it was alright to play with Dave but Debbie raped me! I couldn't help it! I had to fuck her! She made me do it! And he sank his rock hard cock into Debbie's dripping pussy and almost passed out with the pleasure. He and Dave sucked each other off and Dave came in his mouth, another first. Erik enjoyed everything they did that night. As they were resting toward the end of the evening, Debbie and Dave asked about Ursula because they both found her very attractive. Debbie and Dave both loved breasts and wanted to play with Ursula's. Erik told them Ursula's breasts were indeed beautiful, explained her inhibitions and voyeurism to them and suggested seduction might be a possibility. 

When Ursula got back, he told her everything except the part about fucking Debbie. He presented the story as if Debbie's behaviour was only about trying to find a man for Dave. In a certain sense, that was true. Yes, she loved to see Dave with another man; but the whole truth was that she loved to fuck another man in front of Dave and Dave loved watching another man fuck and cum inside his wife. He told Ursula that Debbie had watched while he and Dave played. Ursula could relate to that since she had enjoyed watching Erik with the married men.

A Friendly Seduction 

So, one lazy summer Saturday evening not long afterwards, they got a call inviting them both up to Debbie and Dave's for a drink. (Ursula was laughing now as she recalled the simplicity of the plot that succeeded in seducing her.) Soon everybody was dancing with everybody else in the romantic dimness of the living room. Ursula really enjoyed dancing with Dave. He was good looking and younger and she was very aroused by the feel of his body in her arms. When he started to kiss her on the cheek she looked over at Erik to see his reaction. He only smiled knowingly. Since, she figured, silence gives consent, she didn't resist; in fact, she gave Dave a couple of her own light kisses while she kept looking at Erik for some kind of reaction. She got nothing but more knowing smiles. Erik not only seemed unperturbed, he seemed absolutely approving. While Erik was in the kitchen helping Debbie, Ursula even allowed Dave to kiss her full on the mouth. Soon the two of them were exploring each other's mouths with their tongues and not moving to the music at all. When Erik came back from the kitchen, her eyes were closed and she didn't hear him come up to them until he had kissed them both on the mouth and asked if they were enjoying the music. Ursula smiled at Erik as she slipped out of Dave's arms and left them to dance together. (As she told us, she naively thought she was being Little Miss Helpful and leaving them to enjoy each other.) Ursula picked up her drink and sat down on the sofa. Erik looked over at her and began kissing Dave while she watched without saying a word. 

When Debbie came back from the kitchen, she sat down on the couch close beside Ursula. After a moment or two of watching the men kiss and grind their hips together, Debbie put her arm around Ursula's shoulder. Ursula didn't resist. Both women were wearing T-shirts and shorts that accentuated their superb figures. As Dave and Erik swayed to the music, Debbie told Ursula her nipples were showing and caressed each one gently with her open hand. Ursula just closed her eyes, slowly lay her head back against the sofa and offered no resistance. 

Seeing Ursula so passive, Debbie began to stroke her hair and kiss her cheeks and lightly touch her breasts. Still no resistance. Instead, Ursula reached out and cupped her left hand over one of Debbie's breasts as it thrust against her T-shirt. Slowly her head turned to receive a kiss from Debbie which was not long in coming. The room was completely dark now except for the lights of the city and the music was very soft. Seeing no resistance, Debbie got a little bolder and began caressing and kissing Ursula's breasts through her T-shirt. At this point, Dave and Erik could see that the seduction was well on its way. He and Erik broke their embrace; he removed his shirt and slacks and sat down on the sofa beside Ursula clad only in his boxers. Slowly Ursula's head rolled toward Dave and she took a deep soul kiss from him as he and Debbie started to lift her T-shirt over her breasts, over her arms, over her head and off onto the floor. They quickly removed her bra without any protest as Erik settled into an easy chair to enjoy watching his wife's seduction. Debbie and Dave each took one of Ursula's breasts in their mouths. As she groaned, Erik brought a couple of towels from the bathroom and put them under the three of them. As Dave occupied Ursula with kisses and caresses, Debbie quickly removed her own T and bra. Erik removed his own shirt and slacks, returned to the chair and began gently playing with himself. 

Debbie and Dave were now fully engaged in sucking Ursula's breasts and kissing her mouth. Ursula seemed lost in pleasure and only capable of caressing Debbie's breasts, kissing weakly and putting her hand over Dave's bulging shorts. Dave invited Ursula to suck Debbie's breasts. Slowly she moved her mouth onto one of Debbie's large breasts and gasped at its softness. "Darling, come here and suck the other one," Ursula said breathlessly to Erik who couldn't believe his ears. Since his shorts could no longer contain his erection, he dropped them to the floor, stepped out of them and knelt between Ursula's legs. Ursula's hand on the back of his head guided his mouth to one of Debbie's beautiful breasts. Then Dave and Erik turned their attention back to Ursula's breasts, while Debbie stood beside Erik and removed her shorts and panties. Before she sat down again, Erik sat back on his heels, ran his hand up the inside of her leg, looked up at her with a wink and got a conspiratorial smile back. She ran her fingers through his hair as they gazed on their handiwork: Ursula was blissed out and Dave was bursting his boxers. Everything was going perfectly. When the now naked Debbie sat down again, Erik took Ursula's hand and put it on Debbie's pussy. Without making a sound, Debbie kissed Ursula full on the lips and gently caressed her breast. 

By now Dave had a full erection tenting his boxers. Erik inserted his thumbs in the waistband and before they were on the floor had taken Dave's cock deep in his throat. Dave's moans of pleasure were muffled by Ursula's breast which was filling his mouth. Now that three of them were naked, Erik couldn't wait to expose Ursula's pussy to the eyes and hands of Debbie and Dave. He playfully kissed her pussy through the thin material then slipped his fingers under the waistband and added her panties to the pile on the floor.




In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 03



After an uneventful flight we arrived back in Toronto tired but happy, as they say. As soon as we got in, we emailed Debbie and Dave that it had been a wonderful weekend for both of us. It had been wonderful to play with them again and Erik and Ursula were a perfect addition. The freedom to be bisexual meant a lot to all of us and it was almost a miracle to find two other couples with whom we could share this part of ourselves.

The next week was unusually busy and we hardly saw each other. Most of our meals were out and sometimes Anne would already be asleep when I got home and vice versa. It was not until the weekend that we really had a chance to relax and talk. Saturday was the usual day of shopping and taking things to the dry cleaners but by Saturday evening we had slowed right down and made love for the first time since our return. Sunday was a day of making love, reading the paper and loafing. We called Debbie and Dave and had a wonderful conversation. They gave us Erik and Ursula's phone number and email address. They weren't home when we called so we sent them an email with a couple of our more intimate pictures attached. The next morning we found a couple of their pictures in our email along with a very loving message about how much they loved playing with us and hoped to do so again.

After our weekend in Vancouver our bisexual needs were satisfied for several months. By now we knew our cycles of bisexual desire meant we had to have a real blowout about three or four times a year. We both like the orgy-weekend but were willing to explore an ongoing relationship with one or more bi couples. The fact that Debbie and Dave, and Erik and Ursula were getting together on a regular basis and even teasing us with pictures made us realize we needed to do something along these lines ourselves -- and soon. We started to ask ourselves whether we couldn't find an Erik and Ursula in Toronto.

Anne was the first to suggest something. I had always realized her needs were stronger than mine so I wasn't surprised when she started talking about a Toronto-based bisexual women's club she had found on the Internet. It had been started by a couple of bisexual married women who couldn't find an outlet for their same-sex needs. With their husbands' co-operation they had started this club, advertised on the Internet and, after six or seven years, had a substantial membership of women primarily between 25 and 55. They had regular meetings and a number of other activities including party nights where they just locked the doors and played. Every few months they would have a couples evening when members could bring their male partners.

What Anne liked about the club was that it recognized that bisexuality was a separate phenomenon from homosexuality. Most of the women were married or in heterosexual relationships, or divorced or widowed and looking for another male partner. In other words, it was a club for women exactly like Anne.

She went to several activity nights and one party without actually doing more than general flirting. She got to know some nice women but no one special. After about three months of pleasant social events she announced a couple of women had invited her for a Sunday brunch. The two women were very good friends and, Anne presumed, lovers as well. They found Anne attractive and wanted to get to know her better. Anne liked both of them and thought they might be considering the possibility of a threesome. She had been pleasantly surprised at how the women at the club considered threesomes, foursomes and parties of eight or ten to be acceptable, even normal forms of female sexual expression. 

One of the women was 39 years old and married while the other was 42 and had now been widowed for about five years since her husband died of cancer. Carol, the married one, was a lawyer and married to a lawyer; Eleanor, the widow, had a doctorate in computer engineering and ran her own very successful consulting business. Her husband had been a medical doctor. Their 10-year marriage had been very happy and his death a great loss to her. But now, after five years, she decided she needed to move on with her life. Neither woman had any children; both were very well off. 

ANNE'S INCREDIBLE SUMMER AFTERNOON

On a beautiful summer Sunday, Anne pulled out of the driveway and headed for Eleanor's house to spend the afternoon. I expected to see her back in the late afternoon but, instead, got a call on my cell that she did not expect to be back until later in the evening. Her voice sounded a bit breathless, as if she was trying to calm herself, but I knew her well enough to know she was suppressing real excitement. I just laughed and said I hoped she and her new friends were having a lovely time. They were, she said rather sharply, and immediately hung up. I couldn't wait to see her!

I was doing some work in my study when I heard her car drive into the garage about 9:30. She came through the door with a mischievous look in her eye. and was very affectionate. She stood in front of the closed door, threw her bra and panties onto the sofa and said: "Yes, darling, I've just had the most interesting afternoon of my life. And, yes again, my darling, we did make love and it was beautiful. Just three women. It was gorgeous." She could see the smart-ass smile creeping over my face as she stepped forward and kissed me full on the mouth. "And now, to finish it all off, I need a really hard cock." With that, she took me by the hand and led me directly to the bedroom. Her blouse went flying onto the back of a chair and the skirt dropped straight to the floor. I was hard as a rock and the bulge in my boxers showed it. She dropped into the middle of the bed, lay against the pillows and opened her arms and legs. The boxers joined her blouse on the back of the chair and I was in her immediately. As soon as she felt me completely inside, she came. She was in such a state of excitement she came again immediately. I was a long way from my own orgasm so I just stayed inside her until she calmed down then withdrew and lay beside her to hear the story of what had obviously been a wonderful afternoon.

She hardly knew where to start. After a delicious brunch and some very good white wine, the atmosphere relaxed and the conversation became intimate. Carol and Eleanor were comfortable with each other in ways that confirmed instantly they were much more than just good friends. In the privacy of Eleanor's elegant home their intimacy was more obvious: touching each other's arms, stroking each other's hair, laughing and kissing each other on the cheek now and then in front of Anne made Anne feel aroused but a bit uncomfortable at first. Soon, however, as they sat over lunch, one or the other would reach out to touch Anne's hand or arm to reinforce a conversational point. Anne did the same. Once they found Anne comfortable with their behaviour, the touching increased. At one point, Carol paused for a moment behind Anne's chair on her way to the kitchen. She stroked Anne's neck and shoulders while Anne turned to kiss her bare arms. When Carol found Anne responding so openly, she leaned down and kissed her on the lips while Eleanor smiled and watched. 

Once the ice had been so decisively broken, it was obvious to Carol and Eleanor that they had done the right thing by inviting Anne. As they continued to eat, the conversation became more openly sexual and confessional. Eleanor had not been with a man since her husband died. He had been a good lover and she missed that but she had never been able to talk about her same-sex desires with him. Once she realized he was more closed minded than she had thought, she subsided into heterosexuality for the sake of the marriage. And, besides, after receiving her doctorate she became so busy building her career that she was able to suppress any same-sex interests. During her undergraduate years, she had live in residence and had explored her bisexuality with several girls. Near the end of grad school she developed a relationship with a nurse at a local hospital. In fact, it was through her that she met her future husband. Now that her husband was gone and the mourning period was over, she was exploring that side of herself again before getting into another heterosexual relationship that might lead to marriage. She enjoyed the openness of the club and had had a couple of quick, purely physical evenings with two much younger women but had developed no relationship until she met Carol. She also felt she was ready to have sex with a man again and had been fantasizing heavily about making love with a man but only wanted one who could accommodate her bisexuality. 

Carol, on the other hand, had a husband who fully supported her bisexuality. She had also been occasionally bisexual as an undergraduate and school. In the six years between law school and marriage she had had a relationship of a year or so with a married woman but it ended it when the woman's husband got transferred to the States. She also had had several heterosexual relationships of varying duration. By the time she married she had accepted herself as fully bisexual and considered herself lucky to have found a man who was comfortable with that. Apparently her husband Jake had a real sensitivity to her needs and never thought of her bisexuality as merely a potential opportunity for him to be with two women. On two occasions women, had asked Carol if Jake could join them and Carol had agreed. Those evenings had been very enjoyable for everyone but never in another couple joining them -- even though this was an appealing idea to both of them. Carol was completely faithful to Jake heterosexually. 

Jake seemed completely straight at the time of their marriage but Carol had recently begun to wonder if some bi desires were not surfacing. When she asked him flat out, he denied it but she couldn't get rid of the idea that he might be open to some same-sex oral activity if it was presented to him in the right way. Her evidence for this was that he had developed a very strong fantasy about watching and sharing her with another man. In her mid-twenties, Carol had actually had a six-month relationship with two men and had really enjoyed it. The two-men fantasy had remained very strong ever since. She introduced it to Jake very early in the marriage and Jake had liked it right away. When she told Jake she had actually had two men and on more than one occasion, he couldn't stop asking her for all the details. As time went on, he seemed to get more turned on by endless repetition of her adventure as well as the fantasy; in fact, they now made it a regular part of their love play. Under "cross examination" (she was a lawyer, after all) he finally admitted what turned him on most was the idea of fucking her after another man had cum inside her. Once he had admitted that, she drove him crazy by telling how much the two men loved cumming inside her one after the other and told him she was going to find a real stud, fuck him right in front of him then sit on Jake's face until he had licked all the stud's cream out of her. She told Anne and Eleanor this idea drove him absolutely crazy and gave him huge orgasms. In fact, both of them were turned on by this idea but had not yet found another suitable couple. (They realized the idea of the stud was just a fantasy.) 

Anne told them everything: how we had come to realize we were bisexual, how we met, and our subsequent adventures with Debbie and Dave then with Erik and Ursula. (Carol and Eleanor were both fascinated and incredibly turned on by these stories, especially the parts about the three men playing together.) They were amazed at the fact we were such a completely bisexual couple. And they just couldn't get enough of the details of our recent trip to Vancouver. (Anne said she could see how turned on they were getting so she told our story in exquisite detail.) 

The freedom of conversation combined with the wine and the relaxation of a Sunday afternoon sexually charged the atmosphere. Continuing the conversation, they all moved to a big couch where Anne sat between Carol and Eleanor. Anne soon caught on that the other two had planned a seduction scene for her. Carol was the more aggressive of the two and was soon kissing and caressing Anne while Eleanor watched fascinated. Anne could see that Eleanor was less experienced but very eager. As soon as Carol had opened Anne's blouse and front-opening bra, Anne invited Eleanor to kiss her breasts. Anne was in heaven as she felt Eleanor's warm mouth on one and Carol's on the other. 

They continued caressing each other, kissing and undressing until Anne suggested they retire to Eleanor's king size bed where they spend the next few hours licking and kissing and bringing each other off. Eleanor also had an extensive arsenal of sex toys which became a source of amusement and pleasure.

By the end of the day, they all vowed to do this again. Carol and Anne even suggested including the husbands maybe not next time but some time. Eleanor at first said she didn't know whether she should return to heterosexuality that way or wait until she found a man on her own. She knew Jake and found him attractive but wasn't so sure how she would feel with Carol there. Carol reminded her that Jake had already shared two of her lovers without any harm to the marriage and reassured Eleanor that Jake was a sensitive, long-lasting lover and that she would really enjoy him. The other two women had even asked for return engagements! Anne assured her that even though she had never met me, that she was sure she would enjoy me as much as I would enjoy her. Simple sex with their husbands would bypass the problem of having to wait to find a suitable man when she was ready now. Besides both Jake and I had a positive attitude toward female bisexuality. Given her busy life, this would be the better way. And besides, Carol and Anne would be there supporting her. These arguments seemed to do the trick and she began to look forward to enjoying the body of a man again in the near future. 

When Anne talked about my bisexuality, Carol got very interested. She thought Jake might be ready for something and that I might be what they had been waiting for. Anne said I was quite open and, even though she had not yet seen Jake, felt that such a project would be worth exploring.

After Anne was finished her talking we made love again. The tale of the afternoon's adventures, the stories of the two women plus the new fantasy of perhaps finding a bisexual lover in Jake made me ready for the huge orgasm that finished off our evening. Anne could read that I was enormously turned on by everything she said so she just lay back silently, smiled lovingly and stroked my face while I brought myself to a huge orgasm in her pussy. 

LETS ALL CUM TOGETHER SOMETIME

Everyone was busy with work so it was a few weeks before the women got together again. This time it was a Sunday afternoon at Carol's place while Jake was away on a trip overseas. The three women enjoyed themselves even more than they had the first time now that there was no uncertainty about Anne. As Anne told me later, Eleanor now seemed very ready for a man. She confessed that since their last meeting she had been looking at men differently and fantasizing a lot about good-looking men she saw on the street but especially about Jake. Carol just laughed and immediately offered to let her "use" him. Anne then volunteered me while singing my praises. Carol said Jake found Eleanor very attractive and had wanted to join the two of them when Eleanor came to Carol's house for one of their trysts. Carol told him she didn't object in principle but said No for Eleanor's sake since Eleanor had told her repeatedly she wasn't ready for a man yet. Anne immediately volunteered me as backup! At this point, Carol said she was looking forward to playing with me too, if that would be alright with Anne. Anne was also intrigued about Jake after Carol's report that Jake had a very long, thick cock, great endurance and came a huge load. (Anne took particular delight in telling me that part of the story!) Carol also announced that after Jake had heard about me and Dave and Erik, he felt he was ready for a little bisexual exploration of his own. By the time they split up that Sunday, they had agreed that the three women and the two men should get together sometime for a little party just to see where things might go. It would be a special party with Eleanor and Jake as the guests of honour. 

About a month later, the club was having a couples' night and we all decided to go. These nights were not so much couples' nights as bisexual women's nights with men added. We decided to meet for dinner before going to the club in order to get to know each other better; after all, Jake had never met Anne, Anne had never met Jake and I had never met anybody. Since it was Anne's turn to entertain, we said we would take a suite in a nearby hotel for after the party. If we all like each other, we could come back to the hotel; if not, Anne and I would enjoy the room and the Sunday brunch.

On the way to the restaurant, Anne and I had stopped at the hotel to pick up the key and check the suite. It was a luxury suite with a large sitting room containing sofas and easy chairs and a large bedroom separated from the living room by heavy doors. The bedroom had a king-size bed and a couple of large, soft chairs. The bathroom had a spacious shower enclosure and heated floor. We ordered extra bath towels and robes from housekeeping. Before we left the maid had turned down the sheets. We dimmed the lights on our way out. Everything was ready. 

The dinner was a huge success. Everyone hit it off right away. Eleanor was a tall, slim, attractive brunette with beautiful legs, a creamy skin, an irresistible dimpled smile and breasts slightly smaller than Anne's. She dressed expensively but modestly and with excellent taste. The long absence from the world of male sexuality made her seem slightly shy and lonely compared to the confidence exuded by Carol and Anne. Her intelligence was obvious from the first word she uttered and her wit and sense of humour enlivened the whole meal. Carol was a more aggressive personality. She was a delicious redhead, shorter than Eleanor, slim, fit, athletic, and openly and obviously very sexual. Her skin was flawless except for the light freckling that makes many redheads so attractive. Her cleavage teasingly indicated deliciously full, heavy breasts larger than Eleanor's or Anne's. (She made me think of a slightly shorter Debbie.) Jake was a lot of fun. He was about 5' 10", very fit with a great smile and a firm handshake. He had a relaxed, very outgoing personality that made you like him immediately. He was a perfect partner for Carol. Jake was also very fit with a tight, tanned skin accentuating his handsome features. He was quite bald but, after shaving the rest of his head, he had a very virile look and presence. Anne like him immediately and was quite turned on thinking that such a good looking man could also have the large and talented cock reported by Carol. 

MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE 

The dinner time flew by in a lot of laughter and chatter. Sexual topics were almost totally absent as we got to know more about each other's lives. The party at the club started about nine o'clock and we headed over about 9:30. As we entered the room we could see many women dancing together. One felt the bisexual vibe immediately. While Eleanor went to the washroom, I danced with Carol and Jake danced with Anne. Carol's hands were soft and I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest. Soon we were dancing cheek-to-cheek then stopped and just swayed to the music as we kissed deeply. Couples all around us were doing the same; several female couples were kissing passionately and feeling each other's breasts. Two men standing in the middle of the floor kissing seemed to attract nobody's attention but mine. They must have met through their bisexual wives who were probably dancing with each other somewhere else on the floor. 




In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 03



At last Eleanor returned. She now seemed quite excited; she was possibly thinking this was going to be the night that put a man inside her for the first time in five years. Jake danced with her first while I continued to dance with Carol and Anne danced with an attractive blonde woman in her twenties she knew from other club events. As Carol and I watched, Jake and Eleanor paused and kissed. "I've never seen them do that before," Carol said with a bit of surprise in her voice. "She must be very ready." The whole atmosphere of the room was so erotically charged it would not have been surprising if everyone were kissing. By now, many women had their breasts exposed. Passing couples of all sexes would be invited to reach out and caress them or stop and kiss them. A kaleidoscopic coupling and uncoupling of partners was occurring all over the dance floor. At the end of any given number, it was impossible to tell who was originally attached to whom. Anne passed me once kissing a man I had never seen before then came back kissing another woman. At one point Carol and I found ourselves sucking on the large breasts of a very tall woman before new partners swept us both away in opposite directions. At one point, I was carried past Jake who was sandwiched between two stunning women, full-breasted and naked to the waist, who were undoing his shirt, kissing him all over and rubbing the huge bulge in his pants. I never did see how he got out of that one but a few minutes later I saw him dancing with Anne, shirt wide open and laughing. As I watched, they stopped; Anne undid the buttons on her blouse, unclasped her front-opening bra and pressed her succulent breasts against his bare chest as they embraced in a passionate kiss. I always loved watching Anne with another man anyway, but knowing she was unaware I was watching increased the voyeuristic pleasure and sent a delicious surge through my cock. I immediately began to look forward to seeing Jake's large cock driving into Anne's sweet pussy -- perhaps even later that evening.. 

Eventually I met up with Eleanor who was dancing impatiently with a young Goth woman and politely trying to escape. She seemed immensely relieved when I came by and rescued her. I was determined to dance with Eleanor as long as I could. Her slender body was delicious to hold. Within seconds we had stopped dancing to enjoy a deep kiss. Her lips were soft and her mouth was eager. She made no attempt to break the kiss despite the pushing and pulling that was going on around us. "Anne told me you were a great kisser," she said finally with a shy smile. "You two seem to have had a wonderful time with your Vancouver friends. I envy your relationship." I kissed her again. "At times it is actually unbelievable," I said. "Would you like friends like that to play with?" She paused for a moment, smiled her irresistible dimpled smile, kissed me again then whispered in my ear, "I would love that. But it's been so long since I have been with a man that I might not know what to do" "Well," I said, kissing her softly, "They say it's like riding a bicycle." She giggled slightly and kissed me again. "What if I told you it could happen sooner than you think," I said. "I've been told it could," she whispered, her voice catching with excitement and fear. She pressed her cheek against mine and we hugged each other closer. It was a tender moment for both of us; in fact, I felt a tremendous rush of tenderness toward her. I knew this was a very difficult time for her. She was excited at the prospect of being made love to by a man, but frightened to be faced with an act, no matter how desirable, that would separate her forever from her dead husband and open the door to an unknown future. By now I was completely hard and could feel her pressing against me. 

At this moment Anne broke in and took Eleanor away in her arms. I headed over to the table where Carol and Jake were sitting and sat down. "Do you think Eleanor's ready?" Carol asked immediately. "Definitely ready for something." Carol smiled and looked lovingly at Jake. "Jake thinks the same thing." A smile starting to crinkle the sides of her mouth as Jake continued tucking in his shirt. In a flat tone that made the remark twice as funny she said, "I think maybe Jake's ready for something too. Let's get Eleanor and Anne and move this party to the hotel." Before I could answer, Anne and Eleanor had come back. Anne pulled me back onto the floor while Eleanor collapsed into my chair. Before we had gone ten feet, Anne said, "Eleanor is definitely ready. She thinks you and Jake are absolutely delicious." Then with a mischievous smile and a quick kiss, "Well, Jake anyway. I think we should pack our caravan and go to the hotel." I told her Jake and Carol had been saying the same thing.

We had no sooner returned to the table than Carol looked at Eleanor. She leaned over and whispered something in Eleanor's ear that made her pause for a moment and lower her eyes to the table for an embarrassed moment. Then in a soft voice, she said, "Yes," raised her eyes and smiled her wonderful dimpled smile at us all. In a few minutes we were on the street. Jake and Eleanor were a few yards in front, her arm around his waist and his arm around her shoulder. I was walking behind Anne and Carol with my arms around their shoulders and theirs around my waist. 

ELEANOR REDISCOVERS MEN

The elevator was empty. As the door closed, Eleanor and Jake embraced in a deep kiss and remained kissing all the way up. "Is there something going on between you two I should know about?" Carol asked with a smile. "I've always wanted to do this," Eleanor said. "Oh God, me too," Jake spluttered as Eleanor returned her lips to his. Carol looked Anne and me in the eye without even the hint of a smile: "And she wondered if she was ready! Well, I guess so!" I was still standing between Carol and Anne. Carol raised her face and kissed me softly then I kissed Anne.

The suite was half way down the corridor. Eleanor and Jake hurried ahead then realized I had the key. Everyone started to laugh while they embraced and kissed again as they waited for us to catch up and unlock the door. The room was dark except for a couple of table lamps on the bureau and beside the sofa. The only noise was the vague hum of the city in the distance and the odd car horn. I locked the door as we all stood together silently in the entrance way looking at the elegant appointments of the suite. Without saying a word, we paused in the doorway of the bedroom and looked at the vast expanse of white sheet that would be our playground in a few minutes. Carol went to explore the bathroom while Eleanor and Jake embraced in another passionate kiss. 

As we heard the shower running, Anne and I stepped quickly behind Jake and Eleanor and began helping them off with their clothes. Jake turned to Anne as she unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it over his shoulders. As his arms became free, he began unbuttoning Anne's blouse and kissing her. Eleanor kissed me nervously as I removed her blouse and bra. She fumbled with my shirt but was too nervous to get the buttons through the holes. When we were both naked from the waist up, we embraced slowly as she felt her already hard nipples press against my chest. She caught her breath as the feeling in her nipples registered while I kissed her softly. 

Anne, now wearing only her panties, was helping Jake step out of his pants and admiring his hard body. As he kicked his pants aside, she moved behind him, kissing his neck and rubbing her full breasts against his chest. She quickly slipped out of her panties, reached around and put them in Jake's hand while pushing the soft hairs of her triangle against his buns. Jake immediately began to rub his face with them while she started teasing the massive erection tenting his boxers. 

Eleanor and I were now both naked and watching Anne play with Jake. "Perhaps you should remove his boxers," I whispered to Eleanor. Without a word, she knelt in front of him and lifted the shorts carefully over his erection as delicately as if she were unveiling a monument. She gasped when it came into full view. It was already enormous and not yet even fully erect. As Eleanor admired his magnificent flesh, Anne slid into my arms and asked me playfully if she could have some of it some time. Just to play with, you understand. "Only if I can play with it too," I whispered in her ear between kisses. Under Eleanor's careful handling, it flowered to its full glory. She could barely get her hand all the way around it and it stood up to slightly beyond his navel. Its head was so thick it would be hard to take in one's mouth -- but worth it! 

Eleanor stood up, kissed him passionately, said, "I want you to be the first, darling," and lay down on the bed with her arms and legs open. Carol was now out of the shower and standing beside us, watching. She kissed Jake and said: "Be gentle." Jake said nothing but knelt between Eleanor's beautiful legs, smiled lovingly down at her and stroked himself gently just to tease her. She reached up and pulled his head down in a loving kiss. As his erection was poised over Eleanor, Carol reached out her hand and guided the head to Eleanor's opening. Eleanor groaned slightly as she felt the massive head push between her lips. What with the fun at the club and her feelings for Jake, she was now very well lubricated. Jake himself gasped as he felt how tight this pussy was that had not been exercised by a hard cock for more than five years. He started to push slowly. They both groaned with pleasure as he progressed deeper and deeper. When he reached bottom, Eleanor's body tensed and arched as she had her first, mild orgasm. For a moment they just lay in each other's arms without moving. It must have been exquisite for both of them. Then Jake rose slowly to his knees as Eleanor reached for the spindles of the headboard. 

With her breasts so exposed, Anne and Carol knelt on either side of her and began gently licking and sucking. I was rock hard but there seemed nothing for me to do except watch this beautiful scene move to its inevitable conclusion. Orgasms just seemed to spill out of Eleanor without the slightest effort; her groaning and whimpering never ceased. Jake truly was a wonderful lover. As he stroked he kissed the insides of her legs and ran his hands over her thighs and buns. He would sometimes lean over and kiss Eleanor passionately while she whimpered with pleasure; sometimes he would share Eleanor's breasts now with Carol and now with Anne while they covered her mouth with passionate kisses. Sometimes Anne or Carol would sit up to receive his mouth on their breasts and mouths while the other woman fed her breasts and mouth to Eleanor. 

Eventually it became obvious that Jake and Eleanor wanted to finish their lovemaking alone. Anne and Carol sat back gently stroking themselves as they watch this beautiful couple cum. Jake and Eleanor both began thrusting harder as their kisses became more frantic. Eleanor's slender fingers were digging into Jake's back and the muscles in his hard buns were tensed and glistening as he moved towards his orgasm. Finally, Eleanor' screams became louder and her thrusts harder; at the same time Jake let out an animal roar and completely lost control. Within seconds he was releasing one of his enormous loads deep in Eleanor's pussy. Again and again he thrust until he was completely spent and resting on his arms with his face hovering above hers. It was an exquisite moment of joyful agony for these two beautiful lovers and a beautiful moment to watch. At last, Eleanor reached up, pulled his face down to hers for a soft kiss and held him safely in her arms as he settled himself gently on top of her. 

After holding each other for a long time, Jake kissed Eleanor softly on the lips and slowly rolled off to his right side and withdrew his shrinking cock from her vagina. Anne and Carol began hugging and gently kissing Eleanor as they lovingly congratulated her on having at last been made love to by a man after such a long time. It was, in fact, a wonderful moment for Eleanor who was surrounded by people who loved and cared for her and wanted her to have the experienced she had been longing for. And Jake was perfect for her -- attractive, virile, gentle, sensitive, serious and fun. Eleanor was very happy. 

JAKE DISCOVERS MEN TOO

Even when flaccid, Jake's cock was thick. After comforting Eleanor, Anne and Carol leaned over to lick it clean. After a few licks and sucks, Carol, to my shock and surprise, beckoned for me to join them. Jake didn't stir as I knelt between his legs. Carol lifted his cock up to feed its huge head into my waiting (and eager) mouth. It was enormous and enormously delicious. John gave no indication he knew he was being enjoyed by a man's mouth. (In fact, everything went so smoothly, he and Carol must have scripted this beforehand!) The three of us shared his head, shaft and balls as we feasted on the juices covering this delicious organ. Suddenly, my eye caught sight of Eleanor and Jake with their heads together looking at me as I took the enormous head into my mouth one more time. They both had smiles on their faces as they turned to kiss each other. 

Jake couldn't take this kind of stimulation for very long without having the predictable reaction. Eleanor was kissing him and feeding him her breasts while his cock began stiffening from the action of our three mouths and tongues. Soon it was at full erection again and he was moaning with pleasure every time a warm mouth closed around its head. This time it was Anne who decided to make use of it. While I still had it in my mouth, Anne straddled him facing his feet. I took it out of my mouth and fed it into her pussy as she settled down on his hips. All the way down she kept gasping out, "Oh, God, darling, this is the biggest ever." When it reached the bottom she paused and silently closed her eyes to savour its length and thickness. As I knelt in front of her, she slowly put her arms around my neck to steady herself for the struggle to come. She kissed me full on the lips: "Oh, Douglas, this is so beautiful." After savouring its full length and thickness for a few more moments, she pushed me to arm's length and began rocking back and forth and up and down along the whole shaft until its head almost left her vagina. I sucked her breasts and kissed her as she levered herself up and down. Soon she took one hand and began masturbating herself, moving her hand very quickly as if the pleasure were too much and had to be relieved right away. Carol began caressing and kissing her as Eleanor continued to kiss and tease Jake. Soon Jake's massive cock began to work its magic; Anne was groaning and gasping out orgasm after orgasm after orgasm as she exhausted herself on his tower of hard flesh. 

As Anne was coming to the end of her orgasm, Carol and I found our mouths meeting on Anne's breasts or mouth and lingering in kisses of our own. I felt Carol stroking my balls when she was not caressing one of Anne's breasts. My mouth also found its way to Carol's gorgeous breasts which I lifted lovingly to my mouth in order to feed on the hard nipples. I couldn't help thinking of Debbie's perfect creamy breasts and how much they would enjoy Carol and Jake. 

Anne was still sitting on Jake's hard cock when Carol lay back on the pillows beside Jake. I knelt between her legs and began licking her dripping pussy. It was delicious: creamy, sweet, covered with just a wisp of light red hair. She was not far from an orgasm. As I licked her harder and deeper, she began to buck and groan. I reached up and let a beautiful, large breast fill each hand. Then, just as I was inserting two fingers into her vagina, she came and came loudly. Anne was now completely off Jake and he was able to roll over and hold his deliciously raunchy wife and speak to her lovingly as her orgasm crashed over her. He was obviously enjoying her having an orgasm with another man. His fantasy was cumming true.

I couldn't hold myself back much longer. Jake was now very excited. "Sweetie, I love watching him fuck you." "I know, darling, I love being fucked for you." She rolled over and rose to her hands and knees, an obvious invitation for me to come into her from behind. Jake was now kneeling beside her and seemed to be in heaven. He reached under and placed my cock at her opening. He then kissed me on the mouth and whispered in my ear: "We've both wanted this to happen for a long time. I want to cum on your load." As I pushed in, Carol took his fully-erect cock into her mouth. Eleanor knelt on the other side and kissed me on the mouth while she reached underneath to caress my balls. 

CAROL, YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT JAKE: HE'S BI

Soon I was stroking as hard as I could and aching for my orgasm. When it came it was a freight train out of control. With a huge groan, I lurched forward and shot wave after wave deep into Carol. Jake was beside himself. "Darling, he's fucked you, he's really fucked you. Your pussy is full of fucking cum. Shit!" I knew he wanted to get in there as quickly as possible. As soon as I started to feel myself coming back to earth, I pulled out and rolled to the side near Eleanor. Carol rolled onto her back because she really wanted to see Jake enjoy the feel of his cock ploughing through another man's cream. She smiled up at him, opened her legs and watched him insert his massive organ into her cum-filled pussy. With a long "Oooooooh!" as he felt the silkiness of my cream; he began to stroke slowly at first, then harder. It was easy to tell he was relishing every inch of her perfectly lubricated channel. The silence of the room was punctuated with a series of "Oh, fuck, Oh, shit, Oh God" as he enjoyed the feel of another man's cum in his wife's pussy. Carol, of course, was being a totally raunchy bitch and working him up even more. "How does it feel, sweetie, to know your darling wife has been fucked by another man? Can you feel his cream? I can. It's delicious. It's hot. Maybe I'll fuck somebody again and get his cream too. Maybe get a lot of men to fuck me and make you watch and then maybe drink it. Would you like to do that? I'd love to feel you licking their cream out of my pussy. Mmmmm." 

This was driving Jake crazy. He had already had one orgasm so this second one was a bit farther off. But her sexy taunting was getting to him, nevertheless. "You bitch, you fucking bitch. You know how much I love you when you fuck another man. Oh, fuck, your pussy feels sooooo soft!" He then began to really pound her. She must have been used to that because she started to scream too as he hit her cervix with his cock on every down stroke. Soon they were both shouting and screaming while Anne and Eleanor and I looked on silently with astonished, voyeuristic pleasure. We just watched, fascinated by their savage, almost pre-human thrusting and groaning. It was a very exciting scene to see these two attractive and experienced lovers in such a state of passion. 

Jake continued to pound and Carol continued to scream for what seemed a long time but was probably less than a minute. At last, Carol's orgasm began to take over and her screaming moved into a higher register; Jake stopped shouting and began to grunt and his thrusting became more purposeful. As Carol began to go over the edge, Jake joined her. Again, it was beautiful to watch the two of them crash together in a huge shared orgasm that played itself out in gasps and muffled obscenities until they both slid together in an embrace and a kiss so intimate that the three of us, devoted voyeurs that we were, almost felt we should turn our eyes away. 

The room was silent now as Jake and Carol clung to each other without speaking. The rest of us settled down beside them without saying a word and almost immediately drifted off to sleep. This was supposed to have been Eleanor's night but it had turned out to have been Eleanor's and Jake's and Carol's too, in unexpected but equally beautiful ways. 




In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 03



I slept between Anne and Eleanor while Carol and Jake slept in each other's arms. When I surfaced now and then I could feel Eleanor's warm skin against mine. At one point I found myself spooning with her. I softly kissed her shoulder, put my arm around her, cupped her breast and felt her push back against me while Anne slept deeply behind me facing outward. I felt a slight tingle in my cock but I was too sleepy to generate an erection capable of penetrating her. We were both soon asleep again. As light started to show under the curtains, the bed moved gently as Jake entered Carol from behind and moved slowly in an out for a few minutes. He must have had only the traditionally unreliable morning erection because he soon stopped and fell asleep again. 

I WAS TRYING TO SLEEP BUT ANOTHER ERECTION IS GOOD TOO

As I came back from the bathroom about five o'clock, the bedroom reeked of sex. The other four were still sleeping; the tangle of sheets only half-covered their bodies; pillows were scattered about the bed and on the floor. It was tempting to slip back among them but, rather than disturb them, I had a quick shower, put on my robe and went to sit alone in the living room. I closed the bedroom door and stretched out on one of the sofas. After watching the dawn light starting to spread its fingers over the city, I closed the curtains and drifted off to sleep again, thinking delicious thoughts about Debbie and Dave, Erik and Ursula and the pleasures of the previous night with Eleanor, Carol and Jake. My last thoughts were about Debbie and Jake, what an attractive couple they would make and how much I would like to watch them together. 

About six, I woke slightly as Eleanor entered the room. She had showered too and was dressed in a hotel robe. When she saw I was awake, she dropped her robe and lay down beside me in the spoon position so we could snuggle skin-to-skin. I closed my robe around her and we both fell into a light sleep. Towards a quarter to seven, Carol came into the room. She had also showered and put on a hotel robe. Eleanor awoke as Carol closed the door, kissed me softly and beckoned Carol to come over. Carol knelt beside the sofa and kissed both of us softly on the mouth. I put my free hand on the back of her neck and pulled her head down into a deeper kiss. "The other two are still sleeping. Jake really likes morning sex, so I just left Nature to take its course," she said smiling at me and kissing me again. I think she told me this just to get a reaction because she knew that I knew that Anne had told her how much I loved seeing Anne with another man.

Suddenly Carol became much more serious. "Douglas, you are a darling. Ever since Anne told me you were bi, I've been encouraging Jake to get out of the closet. We've had some great bi fantasies. He was really looking forward to last night. You did everything he wanted. I couldn't tell Anne about all the things he wanted to do. She would tell you and nothing would have been spontaneous. When he came in me after you, that was one of the best moments of our marriage. We'll be going over that again and again for weeks. We fantasized about you sucking him for weeks. I know he's dying to suck you too."

"God, I loved his cock," I said. "His cock is gorgeous," said Eleanor. "I really wanted him to be the first one. You told me it was huge, but I didn't know it was so beautiful." "He wants to suck you too," Carol said kissing me again and loosing the tie on her robe. "I drove him crazy telling him about how bi you were. He could hardly control himself when I told him the stories about you and Anne and your friends in Vancouver. I'd love to meet them myself," she said as she pulled her robe open to reveal her full breasts and hard nipples. They were not quite as big as Debbie's but they were slightly larger than Anne's, of exactly equal size, slightly freckled, and with hard, pointed nipples looking for a warm mouth. As Carol lowered herself over my face, Eleanor took the right one into her mouth and I took the left one. I could feel my cock beginning to stir slightly. 

"I didn't know I would be breakfast," Carol whispered as Eleanor and I continued our sucking. Eleanor pushed Carol's robe off her shoulders and onto the floor without removing her mouth from Carol's breast. They both helped me get my arms out of the sleeves of my own robe. Our mouths never left Carol's breasts. Now I was lying naked on my robe with Eleanor spooning against me and Carol kneeling on the floor beside us. 

"You would both love the Vancouver guys. I was just having a fantasy about you and Dave," I said to Carol as I transferred my mouth from her breast to her mouth for a deep, tonguing kiss. "His cock is beautiful too; thick, with a beautiful head that would push its way into your pussy like a torpedo -- and explode like one too. Jake would go crazy if Dave and Erik and I all came in your pussy while he watched." "Oh, fuck, you are so right; that would drive him absolutely crazy. I might go a bit crazy myself. Oh, God, three loads of cream and then Jake's!" I reached between her legs; she was soaking wet.

"What about me? Don't I get anything? I'm the virgin here. Well, the most virginal anyway," said Eleanor, pretending to be angry as she kissed me full on the mouth while Carol stroked her back and took a breast in her mouth. "I think I'd like to be deflowered a few more times by a couple of gorgeous strangers, Dave and Erik, for example." "Maybe we could act out a little fantasy where you are the sacred virgin being sacrificed to the god of love. A little ritual where Erik and Dave are high priests who deflower you in turns. Slow hard thrusts. But they won't cum. That's for Carol." I was surprised at myself as this fantasy sprang suddenly from my mouth. It obviously struck a chord; Eleanor sucked in her breath and choked out, "I would absolutely love that. I love the fantasy of being a helpless virgin taken by virile men." As Eleanor kissed me to thank me for the fantasy, Carol took her other breast in her mouth. After Carol had heard my fantasy for Eleanor, she said, "You have a great imagination," and tried to kiss my mouth too. The three of us started giggling and kissing each other until we ended up just hugging and laughing. "I hardly know you two, but I love you. You are beautiful, wonderful women," I said with complete sincerity. "We love you too. You and Anne are just a delicious couple. Anne is wonderful at our all-girl get togethers. She's so uninhibited and just loves to love and be loved," Carol said as she and Eleanor kissed deeply inches from my mouth. "She was the right person at the right time for me," said Eleanor as she maneuvered her breast to my mouth and watched me suck it before continuing. "I really needed to get out of myself. Carol and I were just starting a relationship and Anne has added so much for both of us."

The two women smelt clean and fresh; their skins were soft and I loved their kisses and the taste of their breasts. Carol, who was the Debbie of the group, looked me straight in the eye as she reached down and softly encircled the shaft of my now hard cock with her soft fingers. "You seem to be well rested," she said as Eleanor suppressed a giggle and looked down to see what Carol's hand had found. My erection felt good and strong and ready for a lot of punishment. An orgasm seemed a long way away. 

"You two have nobody to blame but yourselves for that," I said as Eleanor cupped my balls in her hand. The softness of their hands on my cock and balls was exquisite. "You've got male," Carol whispered to Eleanor as she kissed her and looked at her as if to add: "This is all yours if you want it. I had mine last night." "Well, I better put it in my malebox then," Eleanor quipped and began to sit up. Instead of settling herself on my cock, she straddled my face while Carol took my hardness into her mouth. I gasped at the warmth of her mouth and gasped again as Eleanor lowered her creamy soft pussy onto my mouth. Her clit was already swollen from the half hour or so we had been playing. She was deliciously sweet and clean from her shower and her juices tasted fresh. Her pussy lips felt very swollen as I ran my tongue up and down and pushed in as far as I could go. Carol was a very experienced lover and knew enough not to work my cock too hard when we both wanted Eleanor to have a long hard ride. Eleanor put her hands behind my head and pulled my into her pussy as she gasped with pleasure. Soon Carol left my cock and came up to watch Eleanor riding my mouth. 

"Eleanor, darling, I warmed him up for you. I think he's ready now." My tongue had moved Eleanor a long way down the path to her orgasm and she was rather reluctant to stop and move off my face even if it was to sit on my cock. As she slid down my chest and stomach she leaned down and kissed me full on the lips. "I love the taste of my own juices," she said as she pulled away from a deep kiss. My cock was now so tense it was lying flat against my stomach, too hard to be pulled comfortably to a 90 degree angle. Carol didn't help the problem by deepthroating me to help me penetrate Eleanor. I sat up slightly to ease the tension and Carol guided my now rock-hard cock into Eleanor's pussy. Eleanor and I both gasped as it slid easily down the hot pathway. She was as tight as a woman of 25 from lack of use but very soft and well lubricated. Her mind seemed to withdraw inward for a few moments as she focused on the pleasure of being penetrated by a man for the second time in twelve hours after a hiatus of five years. I found Eleanor a very beautiful and lovable woman and felt privileged to be allowed to be so intimate with her. Carol, still kneeling beside us, was watching Eleanor's face. Before Eleanor opened her eyes, Carol and I exchanged a knowing look that brought Carol's mouth down on mine in a loving kiss that said more than words about how she wanted her bisexual lover Eleanor to be happy and to thank me for allowing Eleanor the pleasure of my body. 

Slowly Eleanor began to return to the moment. She leaned down and kissed me with deep tenderness and genuine love: "Darling, darling, darling. I love you so much for this." I scarcely knew what to say or how to say it. I knew only that at that moment I loved her profoundly and ached to treat her tenderly until she had fulfilled all her desires. I wanted only to be her instrument of renewal as long as she needed me.

Carol understood her role perfectly; this was still Eleanor's time. My erection felt very virile and I knew it would be long-lasting. Slowly Eleanor began to rock back and forth. Her eyes were still closed. At times she bit her lower lip softly; at others she seemed to bare her beautiful white teeth in a kind of smile that brought out her lovely dimples. Carol put the robes under her knees to make herself more comfortable and continued to kneel beside the sofa watching Eleanor moving on my cock. 

When Eleanor at last opened her eyes she reached out to bring Carol's head closer. She pressed Carol's mouth against her left breast and squeezed the nipple of her right with her right hand; her left reached out to caress Carol's breasts one at a time. Eleanor's pussy was now so that wet squishy sounds could be heard every time she moved. "Kiss me," she said as she bent her head down to place her mouth on Carol's. As they kissed, I began to thrust my hips gently upward. Each time I pushed in, Eleanor whimpered softly. "I want to see you kiss Doug," she said next. Carol was as passive and obedient as I was. Her lips were as soft as ever and I could taste Eleanor on them. "Let him suck your breasts." I loved Carol's breasts and she loved to have them sucked. "Put your fingers in her pussy." As Carol brought her breasts to my mouth, she raised one knee slightly to give me access to her pussy which was now as wet and swollen as Eleanor's. I could never get enough of Carol's breasts so I lingered over them for as long as I could listening to Carol's excited breathing as I sucked hard on the nipples and bit them gently. "Let me taste her juices." Carol pulled her nipples reluctantly from my mouth (giving me a quick disobedient kiss as she went) and I lifted my first three fingers to Eleanor's mouth. "You always taste so good."

By now Eleanor had started to masturbate herself slowly. "Just lean back and let me do that," Carol said as she quickly kissed Eleanor's breasts and mouth. Eleanor leaned back on her hands as Carol leaned in to tongue her clit as I continued to stroke slowly in and out. Carol's tongue moved Eleanor to another level. Almost immediately she began to groan. Carol knew exactly what she was doing. 

It was all over in a few seconds. The excitement of our earlier talk and play, the warmth of our love for each other, my hard cock deep in her pussy after such a long time without the touch of a man plus Carol's experienced bisexual tongue soon had her whimpering softly with pleasure. Again and again she spasmed and gasped and thrust down harder on my cock until she had no more energy and just hugged Carol. As I watched, they kissed and cried in each other's arms at the joy of the new life Eleanor was now having. I could taste their tears myself as they kissed me in turn to thank me for giving her so much pleasure. I confess to having felt a couple of my own roll out of the edges of my eyes and down onto the cushions. 

Carol helped Eleanor lift herself off me, settled her on the floor and helped her back into her robe. My erection was still very strong and I was very aroused. "Let me watch you enjoy him," Eleanor said as she snuggled into her robe and settled down beside the sofa. We had been playing for about an hour and I was beginning to wonder what was going on back in the bedroom. My already hard cock tingled at the thought of Jake and Anne alone on the great king-size bed. Carol must have been thinking the same thing because, as she leaned over to kiss me, she said, "I wonder what our unchaperoned spouses are doing in the other room." "Yes, they're a constant worry," I said as I kissed her mouth and playfully caressed her nipples with the soft hairs on the back of my hand. "Maybe we should check," I said completely insincerely as I kissed her harder. "It's eight o'clock in morning; do you know where your spouse is?" Carol said as she reached over to caress Eleanor's smiling face. Eleanor had calmed down completely and was now sitting on the floor with her back against the sofa and looking out the window.

LET'S CHECK ON JAKE AND ANNE 

Since Carol and I seem to be completely occupied with each other, Eleanor laughed and got up to check. She silently opened the door a crack, closed it again and came right back. "Do you want the good news first or the bad news?" "Give us the good news." "Well, they're both safe." "So what's the bad news?" "Remember how Jake used to have that huge cock? Well, it's gone and a brunette, head-shaped thing seems to be growing out of his groin." By now Carol was straddling my chest and playing with her pussy which she kept only inches away from my mouth yet tantalizingly beyond the reach of my outstretched tongue. With the other hand she was playing with her breasts, cupping them, caressing them, pinching the nipples, leaning over to dangle them just in front of my hungry mouth. Sometimes she would reach behind her to caress my shaft and balls, all the time looking down at my plight with a mock-serious expression that betrayed what a tease she really was. As I looked up, her breasts seemed like large, succulent, low-hanging fruit waiting to be taken gently in the hand and plucked carefully to prevent bruising. 

We both burst out laughing at Eleanor's report. "Do you think we should join them?" Carol asked as she continued to play with herself. "I'd love to watch Jake cum in Anne," I said, "what about you?" Carol leaned down and whispered in my ear: "You know, I just love watching that big stud fucking another woman. I don't let him do it too often; I don't know who that hurts more, him or me." I kissed her softly on the cheek. "I can never get enough of watching Anne get fucked and creamed by Dave or Erik. They both have beautiful big cocks, but Jake's is even bigger. I just love watching their faces as they explode in her pussy. And she loves watching me watching them. She always has a beautiful smile on her face and puts on a bit of an act for me. I love hearing her telling Dave or Erik to fuck her harder. I get so hard. Then I can't wait for him to pull out so I can cum in her or have her sit on my face and let his cream drip into my mouth." Carol hugged me tight and kissed me hard on the lips: "Oh, fuck, baby. I know just how you feel. I just love watching Jake make love to another woman then having him watch me eat his cum out of her cunt. Sometimes he makes the other woman sit on my face too. I love that. I eat his cum and sometimes I make her have another orgasm." My cock became even harder than it had been: Carol was another me! Feelings of love surged through me. I felt as if we were one. I rolled her onto her side. She read my intention, moved under me and opened her legs. Eleanor, who had heard everything, reached under and guided me to Carol's opening. As the head of my cock parted her lips and pushed in Eleanor said, "You two are so beautiful," and stroked my balls. While Carol and I continued our intense embrace, Eleanor caressed us and kissed our cheeks. 

Now I was completely inside Carol. I loved holding her. She felt so beautiful in my arms as I stroked slowly and gently in and out. We kissed each other's shoulders and neck while Eleanor stroked my buns and kissed Carol's legs which were now wrapped tightly around me. "You know what I would really like?" Carol asked. "What, darling?" I said as I pushed myself deeper into her. "I've been fantasizing a lot about this lately. I would really love to have another man cum in Jake's mouth then kiss him and pass the cum back and forth. Or a man could cum in my mouth and I could kiss Jake." "Then you could both kiss me," interjected Eleanor as she kissed us both on the lips. "Oh, yes, sweetie, we'll certainly save some for you," Carol assured her with a smile. I told them about the wet, messy three-way kisses Anne and I had had with our Vancouver friends. Both of them said, "Oh, shit," in chorus and we immediately got into a delicious three-way kissing match, giggling and slobbering over each other's face.  

Eleanor was obviously getting back in the mood. She had take off her robe and was naked again. When she wasn't kissing us, she sat back on her heels and watched us as she gently stroked her clit with one hand and her breasts with the other. "I have an idea." Eleanor's face was inches from ours. "Jake has never tasted another man's cum, has he?" "No," said Carol as she kissed me again and thrust her hips to meet my slow downward stroke. "Well, then, why don't you and Doug make love here then we'll go in there. Jake will have cum in Anne's pussy by then. Doug, you can fuck Anne or eat her out and Carol can surprise Jake. She can sit on his face or ask him to eat her out. Even if he wants to fuck her, it's win-win for him. But if he's really bi he'll want to drink some cum." 

That sounded like a delicious idea. Besides, I think Carol was ready to cum; I know I was. After Eleanor riding me and the intimate conversation with Carol, I wanted to cum deep inside her. I rose to my knees, withdrew and began eating Carol out. While I licked her clitoris, Eleanor kissed her and sucked her breasts. Her pussy tasted sweet and I covered my face with her juices. She came very quickly but hard while she and Eleanor embraced. Even before she had returned completely to earth, I entered her again. Eleanor stroked my buns and kissed my shoulders as a stroked in and out of Carol's dripping pussy. She was so wet my cock felt it was pushing through clouds. She was so well lubricated there was little friction. Nevertheless, with a little extra effort I finally came. I had been aching to cum in her again, especially after we found we were so much alike. As I supported myself on my arms, exhausted with my head hanging down over Carol's beautiful face, both women took my face in their hands and kissed me in turn.




In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 03



CARE FOR A BIT OF EXTRA CREAM?

In a few moments, before my cream could run out of Carol, we opened the bedroom door. We were entering just at the critical moment. There was nothing on the bed except the bottom sheet and the two lovers in the last throes of their lovemaking. Their playing had been so wild that all the other sheets, blankets and pillows were on the floor. Jake was on his knees with Anne's legs over his shoulders. Anne was on her back clasping the sheets in her hands, rolling her head back and forth and crying out as if she were being tortured. Groans and cries and obscenities were also coming from Jake as he felt the pleasure of Anne's hot, tight pussy.

Anne never looked more beautiful to me than when she was transported with passion. As she twisted and turned under Jake's pounding, her beautiful breasts slid provocatively over her rib cage and her red nails dug into the handfuls of crumpled sheet. The sight of her wedding ring (which she never took off) excited me as the symbol of our bisexual love and its liberating power. Her well-cut brown hair was flying back and forth with every move of her head. She must have put on fresh lipstick because her lips were a dark crimson that contrasted with the whiteness of her teeth that flashed as she grimaced in ecstasy. Jake was very handsome indeed. We could see every muscle of his fit body as he strained to drive every stroke home to Anne's depths. They indeed made a beautiful couple.

What made the whole scene so beautiful was that they obviously had not noticed us come in. They seemed so uninhibited thinking no one was observing them. I stood between Carol and Eleanor with our arms around each. Carol and I looked knowingly at each other and kissed softly. Eleanor also turned to me for a lingering kiss. She was very excited to see Jake, handsome and with such a beautiful body, in all his virile power thrusting his huge cock into a beautiful woman. It must have made her think the night before and what pleasure he had given her.

Anne came first. She arched her back and screamed as her fingernails dug deeper into the sheet. Again and again and again. At last, Jake reached his strong hands under her buns, dug his fingers into her firm flesh, thrust hard, let out an animal cry and emptied himself into her dark loving depths. For what seemed like several minutes, both seemed lost in their own worlds. Slowly Jake let go of Anne's buns and lowered her legs from his shoulders. Anne soon reached her hands up to his face and drew it down for a deep, loving kiss. "I love you, darling," she whispered, "that was beautiful. Your cock is beautiful." "I love you too," Jake said in response. "I think Cock and Pussy love each other too," "Oh, darling, I know they do." Under any other circumstances, with any other people, this would sound like infidelity. Instead, it was the kind of open language that is part of bisexual love with same- and opposite-sex partners who make us happy. 

After a few more moments, they noticed us and smiled. "Well, hello, what have you guys been up to?" asked Jake as he slowly withdrew his massive organ from Anne's tight pussy. I was amazed she could take anything that size. (I started fantasizing about Jake and Debbie again.) "Lie down and let me show you," said Carol as she knelt on the bed and gently pushed Jake onto his back. He smiled and laughed nervously as she straddled his chest and moved her pussy over his face. "Notice any new flavours?" He began to lick then, getting very aroused, he said, "You raunchy bitch, you've gotten yourself fucked again and you want me to drink it." "That's right, darling, another man has cum in my pussy and I want you to drink all of him." No response. He couldn't speak; he was devouring her! He was ravenous for my cum. He licked her opening from clit to anus and probed as deeply as he could get his tongue. 

While Jake was enjoying his first mouthful of cum, I lay down beside Anne. She was still flushed from her recent vigorous morning workout. I kissed her as she lay on her back smiling up at me. She put her hands behind my head and pulled me to her in a deep, loving kiss. "Darling, that was wonderful. His cock is absolutely beautiful. It might even be more beautiful than Dave's, and I absolutely love his." "I know, darling, I've seen you with both and I think Jake's is even bigger." "I think so too." As I put my mouth on one of her 36C breasts, she said, "Darling, I have something you might like," and placed my hand in at her pussy opening. I could feel Jake's cream coming out onto the inside of her thighs. "I'd sit on your face, darling, but I'm just too tired." We both smiled. She spread her legs and I buried my face in her pussy. I could taste both the salt of Jake's cum and the sweetness of her delicious pussy juices. Anne was too tired for another orgasm so I just feasted as she lay back and drifted in an out of light sleep. When I had a good mouthful of Jake's cum, I motioned to Eleanor to scuttle over to me. She had been taking her time licking all Anne's juices off Jake's flaccid cock. I couldn't speak so I just pointed to my mouth. She needed no help understanding what I meant. We knelt facing each other, kissed and passed his cum back and forth in deep tonguing kisses. Jake and Carol were now doing the same thing after Jake had extracted all possible drops of my cum from Carol's pussy. As I kissed Eleanor and watched Carol and Jake, I realized how happy I was that Eleanor was enjoying herself so much. I thought this was the perfect way for a bisexual woman to recover the other side of her sexuality after so many years.

Now that Jake had opened up so completely to his bisexuality, it seemed fitting that he and I should do something without the participation of the women. So far he had cum in Carol's pussy when it was full of my cream and drunk my cream from her pussy. Those events seemed merely transitional. What was missing was pure guy-on-guy activity. I wanted some myself and I knew Carol and Eleanor would enjoy what to them would be something new. Right now, however, everybody seemed ready for a bit more sleep and then some breakfast. We gathered up the sheets and pillows, put the bed back into some kind of order and slept for another couple of hours. Check-out time was four in the afternoon so we had plenty of time for sleep, breakfast and some more playing.

BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS

We awoke again about 10:30, ordered a large breakfast and took showers while waiting for the arrival of room service. We enjoyed breakfast around the dining room table in the lounge area of the suite. Juice, coffee, eggs, pancakes, French toast, jam, yoghurt, fresh fruit, milk and all the other good things on the breakfast menu of a good hotel were exactly what we needed after an exhausting night. Conversation flowed smoothly around the table; there was a lot of laughing and compliments about how attractive everybody was and how skilled we all were as lovers. There was also much touching, light kissing, handholding, and not-too-subtle staring and smiling as robes sometimes fell open -- and stayed open. 

When breakfast was over, we pushed back our chairs and continued talking over our second cup of coffee. Instead of staying at the table, Eleanor took Anne's hand and sat down with her on the sofa. They immediately began kissing and loosening each other's robe. They were soon completely naked with their robes laid over the sofa cushions. Eleanor lay against the throw cushions at the end of the sofa with one leg raised over the back and her pussy completely exposed. Anne began working her mouth down the inside of Eleanor's raised thigh then jumped to the other thigh without touching her pussy. The she began to touch Eleanor's pussy lips with the tip of her tongue which she ran up to just short of her clit then down the other side. This was soon driving Eleanor crazy. She suddenly flicked the tip across Eleanor's clit then slowly down between her lips, going deeper and deeper into the opening until she was actually kissing her labia. Carol and Jake and I stopped our conversation to watch these two beautiful women. This was the first purely same-sex scene of the party and we wanted to enjoy it. Eleanor was now holding Anne's head against her pussy as Anne mined her opening with her tongue. I had watched Anne with Debbie and Ursula and I knew how much she loved to please another woman and what an artist she was. 

I think Eleanor, despite her apparent shyness, had become a bit of an exhibitionist after the example of the rest of us. As Anne focused her own pleasure on licking Eleanor's tight, creamy pussy, Eleanor began to knead her own breasts, pinch her nipples, whimper and groan uncontrollably. "That's beautiful. Oh, fuck, I love the touch of your tongue." Then, in a moment of relative calm, she looked fleetingly over at us and said, "She's absolutely beautiful isn't she?" 

Anne raised her head from Eleanor's pussy and took one of her own large breasts in her hand and lowered the hard nipple until it touched Eleanor's clit. Eleanor was fascinated as she watched Anne rub her nipple around the clit and up and down between her swollen and well-lubricated labia. I had not been a witness to the meetings of Anne, Carol and Eleanor but I gathered that no one had ever done this to Eleanor before. As she continued rubbing her beautiful breast in Eleanor's dripping pussy, Anne looked up at Eleanor with a sweet, mischievous smile on her face. Every time, Eleanor closed her eyes and groaned with pleasure or softly muttered, "Oh, fuck," I could feel a surge going through my cock. I couldn't believe it but another erection was on its way. As I was watching the scene on the sofa, I suddenly felt Carol's hand pulling my robe open. When she saw I was half erect, she dropped to her knees, examined my shaft in her hand for a moment then lowered her mouth onto it until she had swallowed almost the whole thing. With me still in her mouth, she reached over to the chair beside me and opened Jake's robe too. His magnificent cock had also become half erect as he enjoyed Anne's artistry on the sofa. After Carol had made me rock hard, she raised her head and kissed me on the mouth. Then, in a stage whisper, she said, "I think Jake should taste some of this. He talks about it all the time like it was his favourite meat. I know it's mine. I plan to put it on the menu a lot." 

JAKE ENJOYS SOME BREAKFAST SAUSAGE

Jake immediately knelt beside her and she fed my cock to his eager mouth. For a few seconds he seemed uncertain, then he began sucking me as if he had been doing it all his life. His mouth felt incredible: hot, soft but not as soft as a woman's, tight as he applied suction. He took me out of his mouth with his soft hand; his tongue licked my shaft and played with my balls. When he ran his tongue as far as my incredibly sensitive anus, I began to groan and twist uncontrollably. "I guess we know your secret now," Carol said as she watched her husband enjoying himself. As if that weren't enough, he skillfully flicked his tongue over those sensitive nerves just under the head and made me cry out with pleasure/pain. It took a man to know a man.

After exchanging my cock back and forth a few times, Carol got up and stood beside my chair for a moment but without taking her eyes of Jake. I loved looking at her naked with her full breasts, slim waist, perfect complexion and lips that I loved to kiss. Before I could take a breast in my mouth, she moved behind my chair, ran her hands down my chest and lowered her head beside mine to give me a few playful pecks on the cheek. As she stroked my chest and stomach, she whispered in my ear, "Your cock is beautiful. My darling needs this. I didn't tell you the whole story but he's been talking about sucking cock for weeks." She looked down at Jake's bobbing head then reached out and lovingly stroked his face. "We're absolutely going to have to do this again; Jake's got a whole lotta bi lovin' to do." I don't know who or what I ached for more at that moment. Anne and Eleanor had left the sofa and were continuing their lovemaking on the bed. I turned my head, reached up and pulled Carol to me in a deep, passionate kiss that was all the more intense because her handsome husband's mouth was still pumping up and down on my cock. "And so do I. I love you both." Then I whispered in her ear, "Do you think he wants to get his ass fucked?" She gasped slightly and paused. I think she was surprised to have another man put the matter to her so plainly. She quickly knelt beside Jake, lifted his head off my cock and asked: "Jake this man wants to fuck your ass. Would you like to have your ass fucked, darling?" Her voice was quite excited. Before he could answer, she took his head in her hands and kissed him deeply. "Would you, darling? I mean to have that beautiful cock you're sucking deep in your ass?" Jake had said nothing but his robe was on the floor and I could see he was fully and massively erect. Without looking at me, he just nodded to her and she kissed him again. Then she turned her face back to mine, took my head in her hands as she had Jake and said, "He says yes," and kissed me on the lips. Jake now raised himself up on his knees and brought his face close to ours, obviously begging for me to kiss him too. I took his head in my hands and kissed him square on the mouth: "Well, then, come on."

With Jake in one hand and Carol in the other we went into the bedroom. Anne and Eleanor were lying in a 69 position, obviously having just brought each other off. I excused myself for a moment to get the mineral oil Anne and I had brought just in case Jake wanted to go the extra distance. As soon as Anne saw me with the oil, she knew exactly what was going to happen. Given her exhausted condition, to say she sprang into action would be an overstatement. She lay on her back in the middle of the bed, spread her legs and told Jake to kneel over her on all fours. His massive cock was still erect as he positioned himself according to her instructions. She raised her hips and let him slide into her then told him how much she loved him and how much he was going to enjoy having my cock up his ass. "Has anyone ever told you how big and beautiful your cock is? You just stay right there while Doug gets your virgin ass ready for a beautiful fucking." He was starting to thrust slightly which is just what we wanted. I quickly emptied the warm, heavy oil into my hand and began rubbing it around his anus as the other two women watched. Eleanor had very slim fingers so I put some oil in her hand and told her to push her oily fingers in and out of his ass very gently. Eleanor really found Jake very attractive and loved this assignment. I was enormously attracted to Carol and wanted her to get me ready. She was very excited at the prospect of seeing her husband fucked by another man. Except for Anne and me, no one else had ever seen two men having intercourse.

She knelt beside me and kissed and caressed me constantly. I put some oil on her hands and told her to massage my cock. She continued to kiss me and began stroking my shaft slowly with the oil. I loved the feel of oil on my cock almost as much as I loved stroking through a pussy filled with other men's cream. "I think I need some breast to suck on for comfort food," I said and she instantly raised herself up until her breasts were within reach of my mouth. Sucking and nibbling her beautiful breasts only increased the pleasure she was giving my cock. Although the mood was getting quite focused and serious, I took some oil in my hands and began to caress Carol's breasts. Then I did the same for Eleanor who was now making Jake groan and thrust into Anne as she inserted her fingers deeper and deeper into his anus.

By now I was very aroused and aching to fuck Jake's ass. When Anne saw me move into position, she began talking very tenderly and lovingly to Jake and kissing his face. She told him it was going to be beautiful; maybe a bit of pain for a moment or two then pure pleasure. He seemed very ready. Carol and Eleanor both put a little more oil on my cock then guided it to his tight little bud. I pushed gently and I could feel Jake stop stroking into Anne as he focused on his anal pleasure. I pushed a little more and Eleanor's oiling let the head of my cock move inside his ass. As I broke through, he cried out then raised his head and received kisses from Carol and Eleanor. I pushed farther. He groaned. Carol offered his mouth one of her breasts while Eleanor caressed the back of his neck and buns. Anne was looking up at his face with that same expectant look she had as she waited for me to cry out my own orgasms inside her. (Her look was always especially tender when she knew I was stroking in the exquisite softness of another man's load.) At last I was completely inside. 

All movement stopped for a moment as everybody realized what had just happened. This seemed to be the culmination of the weekend. Jake's penetration of Eleanor and her return to heterosexual love had indeed been a beautiful moment for Eleanor and everyone. She had been made love to be the man of her choice and it had been beautiful. Jake and Carol had lived the first stages of Jake's advance to bisexuality when she first offered me his cock to suck and when they had made love with a full load of my hot cream in Carol's pussy. Jake having me in his ass seemed the culmination; first, because it was his aching desire to be fucked in the ass by another man and, second, because it was unlikely Jake would ever fuck a man himself given the unusually generous size of his cock. Besides, this was an event we were all sharing and seemed the most inclusive act possible to end this beautiful weekend of bisexual love. 

Carol and Eleanor leaned across Jake's back and kissed passionately both because they were excited to see two men fucking but also because they were so happy for the man they both loved and desired. Anne drew Jake's face to hers for a loving congratulatory kiss for losing his anal virginity as he had wanted to, and to show how much she loved him and wanted him to be happy. As I reached under to pull Anne's hips harder against Jake, Carol and Eleanor began kissing me and thanking me for fulfilling this deep yearning of Jake's. 

Slowly Jake and I began to rock together. He pushed back against me as I drove into him and I slid back as he drove into Anne. Anne was not working for an orgasm this time and was just happy to see us pleasure ourselves; this was our moment. Nevertheless, she couldn't help groaning slightly as Jake's majestic cock drove into her on the down stroke. As if a light had suddenly come on, Carol and Eleanor suddenly realized there were two pairs of balls swinging at the back end of this procession. Both Jake and I groaned as we felt their soft hands begin stroking our sacks and gently squeezing their contents. Eleanor even put a little more oil on her fingers and began to finger my anus while she held my head to her beautiful breasts. As she kissed me, she whispered in my ear, "Darling, I'd love to see a man's cock doing what I'm doing right now." "Maybe you will," I spluttered as I closed my mouth on hers for the hundredth time. While she finger-fucked my ass, Carol's soft hands moved back and forth between our respective sacks. 

Finally the inevitable orgasm approached. I came first with a hard thrust and an animal roar as my cock exploded deep in his ass. The tension and excitement of my orgasm must have passed through Jake like electricity because he started to shout before I had completely finished cumming. Anne was also incredibly excited as she watched his face and felt the ultimate hardness of his already huge cock as it expelled its last hot silky fluids into her deliciously overstretched pussy. 

I withdrew slowly and carefully from his anus as he did from Anne's pussy. We lay down beside each other and kissed as the women talked sweetly to us, kissed us and caressed us lovingly. We were both soon asleep.




In the Sweet Bi and Bi Ch. 03



We were only gone for about half an hour but when we woke up the women were already half dressed and sitting in the living room. Jake and I showered together and promised to do this again even though I expressed my concern that I would not be able to take his cock because of its size. He seemed alright with that as we soaped each other and kissed and caressed each other. He thanked me for having made his weekend so perfect.

Before we all left the room, there were many tender farewells and thanks for such a wonderful weekend and promises to do it again. Indeed, it had been a wonderful weekend with intelligent liberated people who loved and were at home with their bisexuality.

Since the whole weekend had been Anne's and my treat, we paid the bill at the desk so the others would not feel embarrassed by seeing what it had cost. Eleanor was the first to get a cab then Jake and Carol left. It was about four o'clock when Anne and I got home. For an hour or so we just sat in the living room cuddling and talking about how much we liked our new friends and how we would like to do it again some time in the near future. We thought about phoning Debbie and Dave but decided not to tell them anything about what we were doing until later in the week. We went to bed early and fell asleep in each other's arms drowsily mumbling something about how much Debbie and Dave and Erik and Ursula would enjoy Eleanor and Jake and Carol. 

JAKE AND CAROL'S WESTERCOAST ADVENTURE

We didn't see much of Eleanor, Jake and Carol for the next few weeks even though we talked on the phone and I even got out to lunch once with Jake. We told Debbie and Dave about our weekend and they said they would love to meet the three of them. While I was out of town for a few days, Anne invited the other two women over for a very enjoyable strictly girls' evening. Carol called me once to come over because Jake really needed some man play but didn't have the nerve to call me himself. With Anne's complete approval (we never did anything without talking to each other first) I went over and had a completely satisfying evening. When I got there she had her robe on, a glass of wine in her hand and Jake in his boxers waiting for me in the bedroom. She made me strip to my shorts and then ordered each of us to wrestle the other guy out of his; she would referee. Carol watched for a while, gave a lot of delicious instructions then joined in mostly just to get relief for herself. She found she got incredibly turned on watching two men together. She had two loads of cum in her from each of us before I left that night. We had Jake over one night and Anne loved it too. Then we realized why don't the two couples just get together and everybody could play any which way they wanted. As couples we got along extremely well. Jake soon became completely comfortable with his bisexuality and evenings with him and Carol were always very loving and completely relaxed. 

Eleanor was very busy and out of town a lot. She never talked about her work and we never asked but we suspected it had something to do with defence because she was frequently in Ottawa and Washington. Although we missed her, her absences had an unexpected benefit for the four of us: the two couples got to know each other a lot better. We hoped she would meet someone but she just seemed too busy for any kind of social life except a few stolen moments with us. Anne and Carol kept in touch with her by email and knew when she would be in town. When she was, we made a point of being available and having a party for her. She seemed to enjoy these evenings but it was becoming increasingly obvious she felt like a fifth wheel and needed a bisexual male partner of her own.

After about six months of getting together intermittently, Jake got an assignment in Vancouver that was going to take about a week. The five of us had but one thought: should we call on Debbie and Dave. Since Anne and I were sure the two (or possibly three, including Erik and Ursula) couples would get along extremely well, we contacted Debbie. If Debbie said Yes, Carol would go along; if she said No, Jake would go, do his business, meet them but not play with them. Well, as it turned out, Debbie, of course, was dying to meet them so Carol arranged to go out Friday night and she and Jake would come back Sunday. We put the two couples in touch with each other and let them take it from there.

The four of them were on our minds 24/7 from the moment Jake left. Carol, of course was in touch with Jake by phone and email in the days before she left and called us to keep us up to date. Jake had contacted Debbie and Dave the day after he got there just to let them know he had arrived safely. The three of them met for lunch on the Thursday and hit it off immediately. Debbie and Jake were very attracted to each other, according to Carol (just as I had anticipated), and Jake was sure Carol would love both of them. 

After Carol left on the Friday, silence. They might as well have been on the dark side of the moon. No call Saturday morning, nothing Saturday afternoon, nothing Saturday evening. It was childish to expect them to report their every moment but Anne and I were very excited about the whole adventure. Then, when Anne and I were both asleep, at about four o'clock on Sunday morning, the phone rang. Without a word of greeting all I heard was, "God, Douglas, where did you get these gorgeous friends? And that cock! Some day it's going to be in a natural history museum!" It was Debbie. (It was only one o'clock in the morning out there, I suddenly realized.) Her voice was punctuated with "uh . . .uh . . . uh and I could hear the familiar wet slapping sound of a cock pounding into a dripping wet pussy. I was erect instantly. Only Debbie would be making a long-distance phone call while being fucked! No wonder we loved her so much. I gave the receiver to Anne and hurried to the extension in my office. 

"Things sound as if they're going well," I said with no inflection in my voice as Debbie continued to groan into the phone. Suddenly Jake was on the line. Debbie must have put the phone to his ear: "Fuck, Debbie's absolutely beautiful and I want to fuck Dave." "Her breasts are a feast, aren't they," I said as Jake continued to pound and Debbie continued to groan in the background. "Fuck, yes, they're gorgeous." I had long fantasized about Jake and Debbie together and there they were. Debbie took the phone back. "Jake has something to tell you." "Yes, Dave fucked my ass, and I think Erik's going to fuck it again later," Jake gasped. I almost came right there. Fuck! Erik and Ursula too! What a night they must be having. Our three favourite bisexual couples and Anne and I weren't there! Shit!

Nobody spoke on the phone for the next minute or so until Ursula came on the line. She must have been lying beside Debbie and the phone fell between them as Debbie became completely absorbed in being fucked by Jake's magic cock. Ursula was also groaning but because she was being eaten out by Carol. "Carol's making me cum. I love her mouth," whimpered Ursula as Carol hit a particularly pleasurable spot. In the background we could hear Erik groaning. "What's Erik doing?" Anne asked in an excited voice. "He's fuckng Carol. She wants his cum for Jake. Dave already came in her once." Oh, Jesus, I could see it all. Jake was fucking Debbie but was going to cum on top of Carol's double load. Ursula couldn't say any more because she started to cum. In the background we could hear the familiar sound of Erik cumming. Anne and I were practically cumming ourselves. In a moment, a very excited Carol was on the line. "I've got two loads for my baby and he's going to give me a third. Aren't you, baby? Oh, yeah, fuck me sweetie." Jake must have been in her already because we could hear his breathing and the slurpy sound of his cock pounding into her double load. There was no sound for a moment then Carol's voice again: "Oh, God, Anne, Jake is fucking me and I'm full of Erik's and Dave's cum. I'm getting three loads! Shit." I could hear Anne masturbating herself on the extension as she rocked in sympathy to Carol and Jake's big cock and the load it was going to deliver. "Oh, Carol darling, two loads all for your, sweetie, I love you," Anne gasped into the phone as she stroked toward her own orgasm. Carol sounded slightly calmer now. She was not having an orgasm herself but was very excited for Jake, just enjoying loving him and giving him so much pleasure. Soon Jake started to growl out a huge orgasm. Her pussy must have felt like silk; his cock must have been in heaven as it ploughed through all that hot cream. Carol must have put the receiver up to his mouth because suddenly we heard loud animal cries as Jake let go and filled his beautiful wife with his own loving load. Anne was not far behind him; I could hear her delicious noises in the bedroom. 

Next thing we knew, Dave was on the line. "Oh, baby, that sounded good, Anne. Was it as good to do as it was to hear? I'm sorry I wasn't there with you." "Yes, it was and so am I, gorgeous; we miss you and Debbie," Anne said with a bit of a chuckle in her slightly exhausted voice. "I think we've lost those other two for a little while," Dave said, referring to Jake and Carol. "We've had a wonderful time. They're really great. And Erik and Ursula could come over so we could make it a real party. Erik and I want Jake to fuck us with that beautiful cock of his but we're a little bit nervous. Maybe later."

We didn't talk much longer because we were very tired and Erik and Dave were starting go play with Debbie after Jake had had to leave her to enjoy Carol and her double load. I hung up and went back to the bedroom where Anne was talking briefly to Debbie who was now starting to get kissed and licked and was losing conversational focus. Anne could see my erection and knew I needed her loving relief. She piled the pillows against the headboard, and sat up against them. "Come here, sweetie, let me help." As I straddled her chest I could feel her gorgeous breasts against the insides of my thighs. I supported myself against the wall with my arms as her soft hands guided my hard cock into her warm, wet mouth. I was aching to cum. The nails on her slender fingers dug into my buns as I leaned against the wall and felt the heat of her mouth slowly engulf me. I stroked in and out very slowly to savour the warm wet heat. The pressure of her lips and the suction of her mouth were exquisite and her skilled tongue knew just how to play with those delicate nerves on the underside of my cock head. She knew all my buttons: after sucking and tonguing me for a couple of minutes, she moved a finger to my anus and began to insert it slowly. My cock stiffened even more and I began to whimper softly. Her lips tightened around my cock head and my strokes became shorter to get as much friction as possible on that highly sensitive area. I came with a low, stifled groan. It was not a large load but I could feel all the tensions of my extreme arousal drain away as I emptied myself into her loving mouth. 

As I lay down beside her, she began to kiss me. We passed my cream back and forth in deep, tonguing kisses for a few minutes before she swallowed her share and I swallowed mine. We were both very tired. I was lying on my back now and Anne fed me her full, firm, sweet breasts one at a time and suckled me like a baby. After lovingly watching me for a few moments, she pulled back and lay down to sleep in my arms. As we drifted off, I thought of all our wonderful friends enjoying themselves at that very moment in Vancouver; I thought of Eleanor and how complete she must be feeling with her beautiful, renewed heterosexual desires; I thought of how much I loved the woman now sleeping in my arms, and I thought how lucky we all were to be bisexual.



In the Sweet Bi and Bi



I moved into a 69 position with my erection hovering in front of her face and my mouth lapping up our mixed juices. I soon felt her finger gently stroking my buns then moving to touch my anus as her mouth engulfed my cock deep in her throat. I almost lost it right there. I had to pause in the midst of my drinking to get a hold of myself. The two of us rolled onto our sides still locked together. She took my cock out of her mouth and began licking the shaft and balls until suddenly she was delicately tonguing my anus and driving me into involuntary groaning and squirming as she touched every delicate nerve. I couldn't concentrate on eating her at all. I just cried out as I tried to find solace by fastening my mouth to her upper thigh. Her tongue was exquisite.

At this point she stopped and told me to take her position on the pillows while she got something from her bag. In a moment she was back with two silk cords with which she tied my wrists to the bedposts. When that was done and I was lying helplessly spread-eagled, she brought out a regular penis-sized dildo and a smaller one plus a little bottle of mineral oil and announced that I was now entering training to lose my anal virginity. I almost came with excitement. She leaned over and began alternately kissing my mouth and feeding me her breasts to suck on as she explained that if I enjoyed licking my own cream out of her pussy I would absolutely love licking out another man's after she had made me watch him fuck her. In fact, she might just cut out the 'middlewoman' and make him come directly in my mouth. She, on the other hand, wanted to see me both fucking another man and being fucked. With that she sat up, moved between my legs and began gently inserting an oiled finger into my anus to prepare the way for the dildo. 

Soon she had the small dildo sliding smoothly in and out and pushing further into virgin territory as I squirmed and cried out with pleasure. As she continued to stimulate me with one hand, she slowly inserted the penis-sized dildo into her dripping vagina while mischievously reminding me how I had told her one of my fantasies was to see someone I loved being fucked by another man. 

I couldn't believe all this was happening to me and I couldn't believe my cock could get so hard. When the small dildo had almost disappeared completely into my anus, she stopped stroking the large dildo into her pussy and, leaving it inside, leaned over, took my cock into her mouth and with a few deft strokes of her hand on my shaft emptied me screaming into her mouth and drank all of me down. Then, as I lay there barely conscious, she slowly pulled the small dido our of my anus and moved forward until she straddled my chest where she continued to thrust the big dildo faster and faster into her pussy until she came in a huge orgasm. She slowly withdrew it and then sat over my mouth to let the rest of my own cream run out onto my tongue and lips. After rubbing her dripping pussy all over my mouth and cheeks, she gave me the glistening dildo to suck and lick telling me how much she would enjoy watching me do that with the man who had just fucked her. In fact, she said, she would share him with me another way and leaned over and began kissing and licking the dildo too. We had soon licked off all the juices and were just kissing each other and driving our tongues deep into each other's mouth. Once again we settled in beside each other and kissed and stroked gently with our remaining strength until we again fell asleep in each other's arms. 

After a while I left her sleeping to get up and prepare dinner. About an hour later she wandered sleepily into the kitchen as I was in the last stages of preparation. She was dressed in a very attractive robe that continuously slipped open revealing now a shapely leg and now part of a full, succulent breast and now a bit of soft pussy hair. I poured her a glass of wine and, as she was in an extremely playful mood, she hung around the kitchen running her fingers across the back of my neck, kissing my cheek, rubbing my buns, dipping her nipples into her wine and inviting me to lick it off and reaching in through the opening of my robe to stroke my balls. When I finally managed to triumph over this harassment and put the dinner on the table she expressed amazement at how good it was. She was flabbergasted when I told her I was a professionally trained chef.

The rest of the weekend went perfectly as we made love with total abandon and profound intimacy. We talked freely about all aspects of our lives including our unfulfilled bisexual drives which we agreed could only be realized when we found another bisexual couple whose social as well as sexual company we both enjoyed. While we both felt a deep bond with each other, I continued to be excited at the thought of seeing her penetrated by another man and she didn't care whether I penetrated a man or a woman as long as she could put her well-oiled finger into my anus to make me come. She was very, very excited at the thought of seeing me with another man and would love to put on a show for me with another woman or woman and man. I said that if she did the latter they would have to tie me to a chair while I watched. She said lecherously she was sure that could be arranged. By Sunday night we were totally exhausted but profoundly in love.

We continued this way for the better part of a year, spending weekends together, enjoying a modest but interesting social life, taking short trips to New York and Las Vegas for long weekends and working hard at our satisfying jobs. All the time we continued to fall deeper and deeper in love.

Marriage and a New Adventure 

As the anniversary of our first meeting approached, we decided to get married. We flew to New York and spent a romantic weekend shopping for a ring. A few weeks later we flew to Las Vegas and got married in an intimate and very private ceremony. After we returned home, we soon found a house and settled into a happy and loving married life. We continued to fantasize about finding a bisexual couple but were too happy with our own relationship to make the effort. Nevertheless Anne kept me in my 'training program' against the day when reality might strike.

Along about the end of February of the following year, Anne came home unbelievably excited. She had received a call at her office from her bisexual friend Debbie in Vancouver who wrote she was coming to Toronto the next Sunday night for a week's work on a special project and would be coming with her boyfriend who had arranged some business meetings and visits with relatives. She hoped she and Anne would find the time to "get together" because she had been fantasizing a lot lately remembering their mutual pleasures and she longed to feel Anne's body again. Like Anne, Debbie's bisexual drive was not overpowering and she had not made any effort to find a new lover since leaving Toronto.

Anne was almost speechless with excitement as she read the letter aloud to me. Her voice caught several times and I had to comfort her with soft nibbles on the back of the neck. She had said yes immediately and told Debbie in no uncertain terms that she'd love to get together to play again. I said I would be willing to spend some time with her boyfriend Dave including taking him to my club as my guest, since Debbie said he loved to stay in condition, and generally keep him occupied so they could have some uninterrupted time together. Anne thought I was a saint for being so understanding.

Waiting for Sunday was torture. Our sex life reached a new pitch as she anticipated the return of Debbie. We even discussed the possibility that Dave might also be bisexual which would make our dream come true but quickly dismissed the idea as highly unlikely. Nevertheless, I asked Anne to ask Debbie about him to see what might be possible. I had seen a few pictures of Debbie who was definitely attractive. Debbie was about forty and had clearly been the aggressor in getting the relationship going with Anne. She was a little shorter than Anne with a medium but trim build, excellent legs and, according to Anne, a D-cup. "If you love my breasts you'll die for hers; and she's a real blonde. Trust me," Anne said as we continued to discuss the prospects over dinner. "And Debbie always seemed to have good taste in men as far as I could see. She showed me some photos of old boyfriends; they were straight out of GQ." 

Anne emailed that we would meet them at the hotel for a quick dinner. They were indeed a charming couple; very attractive, well dressed, articulate, interesting, extremely good natured and the four of us got along as if we had been friends all our lives. Debbie was everything Anne had said plus a lively personality. I could see that, despite her profound love for me, Anne was very taken with Dave who was intelligent, amusing, very handsome and looked great in his clothes -- and probably out of them too. As Anne had learned from Debbie when they talked on the phone, Dave knew about their relationship and had as little trouble as I did in giving them some time together. It made everything easier that everyone knew about and understood the relationship between Anne and Debbie since they kept holding hands and generally touching each other throughout the meal. When they asked to be excused to go to the Ladies, Dave just said why didn't they use the one in their room and we'd wait in the bar until Anne came down. The two women disappeared in a flash toward the elevators leaving only two smiles and two quick thank yous hanging in the air. 

Dave and I went to the bar where we waited at a table with a clear view of the elevators. We said very little about the two women but enjoyed talking about business and life in our respective cities. Dave agreed to meet me Monday evening for a workout and dinner but could only meet again Wednesday night as he had some late business meetings as well as a couple of relatives who took up the other nights

After about an hour and a half, Anne came down looking very flushed and unable to stop smiling. "Now it's your turn," she said to Dave as he smiled slyly and headed for the elevators.

Anne said almost nothing until we were in bed and then she just threw her arms around me and wept saying thank you darling a thousand times for being so understanding and allowing her to be her own true sexual self. Our lovemaking that night was extraordinarily intense. At breakfast next morning she said she had fantasized constantly about the four of us together even while she was with Debbie. I said that now that I had met them both I had been fantasizing about the same thing. She looked me straight in the eye with a wicked, lecherous smile and said she found Dave incredibly attractive and couldn't get him out of her mind. She kept wondering how big his cock was. I stroked her hand across the table and said I had been fantasizing about him too and would have my cock-report on her desk as soon as I had seen him in the shower at the club. She said she would read that little bit of research with the keenest interest. 

I met Dave as scheduled Monday evening and we had a good workout and a leisurely dinner in the club restaurant while the two girls got together again at the hotel. Dave had a great body and a very large and attractive cock that I felt Anne and I could both thoroughly enjoy in a variety of different ways. When I told Anne this piece of news later in the evening she was obviously excited at the thought of playing with it. She had some very exciting news for me too, she said, since she had asked Debbie about Dave's sexual interests. It seemed Dave was exactly like me in that he had a strong bisexual curiosity without any experience. Debbie also had Dave 'in training' with toys and fantasies until a suitable couple came along. I went hard instantly. In addition Dave and Debbie both found me very attractive and could easily see the four of us together. In fact, Debbie had long fantasized about being with two men at the same time and thought I was the ideal candidate. Needless to say we began making plans right away for a Saturday night dinner at our house as a going-away party for the two of them, a going-away party everyone would long remember. They would check out of their hotel about noon and come to our place by cab then take a limo from there to the airport late Sunday afternoon. 

The next night Anne said Debbie had told her Dave had gotten very excited when she told him about the dinner plans for Saturday night. When I met Dave for a workout and dinner on Wednesday there was a special nervous excitement between us as we both realized that through the women each knew about the other's bisexual drives. After dinner, when we were sitting in a quiet corner of the club bar, Dave opened the subject gingerly at first but when he found me completely receptive we both began to talk freely. It was like hearing the story of my own life as he told me how he had discovered these feelings growing in himself through his thirties yet without getting the courage to realize them. Now, at the age of forty-one, he had met Debbie who had had her own experiences of which he entirely approved and who encouraged him in the expression of his impulses through play, toys and fantasies just as Anne had done with me. As soon as he met us, he said, he knew he was ready. He said I was just the man he had been looking for and I said the same about him. He also asked if I minded that he found Anne incredibly attractive and added that Debbie couldn't wait to get her hands on me. She kept fantasizing about me eating her out. I told him Anne was wet all the time thinking about fucking him especially after I had told her about his big cock. He laughed good-naturedly and said that both he and Debbie had been into some very heavy fantasies about the four of us since arriving Sunday night. Perhaps it was the influence of the alcohol or just the excitement of finding a like-minded and attractive man but the conversation became surprisingly intimate. I told him we had done likewise and that I would find it incredibly exciting to watch him stroking into Anne and he wanted to see me come between Debbie's big breasts and shoot all over her face. He wanted to lick my cream off Debbie's face and breasts while Anne sucked him off. We both figured the women had dreamed up some diabolical plot to get the two of us together! We also confessed there wasn't an orifice on any of our four bodies that would not be open for penetration. Training was now over for both of us. Each of us admitted to wanting to make love to the other as we would to a woman with plenty of licking, kissing and sucking. And, of course, we wanted to see the two women together after giving them so much free time to practise back at the hotel. 

By the time I returned home that evening I was in a state of incredible excitement. I told Anne all about our conversation. She kissed me deeply and said she was very excited for me and was looking forward to seeing Dave and me making love to each other. (She called it 'making love' which excited me even more.) She soothed me by giving me one of her beautiful breasts to suck while she told me a delicious bisexual fantasy that involved Dave and me in a long 69 among other things. As she talked she slowly masturbated me to orgasm. Afterwards she stroked my hair and gently kissed my face and told me she would be with me at every moment and that she loved my bisexuality and approved of everything Dave and I might want to do to each other. She tenderly thanked me again for understanding and encouraging her own desires and she looked forward to indulging my fantasies and couldn't wait to see what Debbie might have in store for me. She would love to lick Dave's and my cream out of Debbie's pussy provided the two of us agreed to fill her pussy too some time. In the midst of such thoughts we drifted happily off to sleep.

As on the first time Anne and I got together, we all agreed to meet about two on Saturday afternoon, play for a few hours then I would prepare dinner with plenty of wine. Above all we all wanted to take our time to enjoy the full bisexual experience which would be a first for all of us. No body part would be out of bounds. Once our four-sided bisexuality was out in the open, everyone began playing up to everyone else's fantasies with the honourable intention of simply driving them crazy. Debbie had reported to Anne that Dave was just as excited as I was about the prospect of at last indulging his bisexual side under the care and encouragement of Anne and Debbie. The two women were equally excited at the prospect of seeing their lovers together. Dave was also apparently keeping Debbie on the boil by telling her what she could expect two men to do to her. I continued to drive Anne crazy by telling her how big Dave's cock was and how many ways she could enjoy it. Anne left me hard and dripping every time she described Debbie's breasts and how much I would enjoy putting my cock between them. By Friday night everybody was aching to enjoy the full range of bisexual pleasure. 

All Together At Last

Two o'clock Saturday finally came and Dave and Debbie stepped out of a cab at our front door. Anne greeted them while I was still out in the kitchen. We were both wearing nothing but our robes tied loosely at the front. By the time I arrived at the door, the chatter of the initial greetings had stopped, Anne had finished hanging up their coats and was just breaking from kissing Debbie and was moving into the arms of David where she was soon locked in a long, deep soul kiss while Debbie began kissing the back of her neck. Debbie was wearing a blouse and skirt and, when she turned to greet me with a deep kiss, it was obvious fro the undone buttons and the deep cleavage that she was braless. She was the most aggressive one of the four of us as she turned quickly to embrace me and probe my mouth with her hot tongue while pressing her big breasts against my chest. Nothing disturbed Anne and Dave who were now not only still kissing deeply but also caressing and squeezing each other's buns with very active hands. Dave was wearing an open-necked shirt now unbuttoned and a pair of well-cut slacks that certainly did justice to his finely developed buns. For a brief moment I felt a shock of jealousy at the sight of them embracing so passionately then began to feel a tingle in my cock as I realized how much I was going to enjoy watching the two of them fucking each other. 

Suddenly Anne broke off and said to me: "I have someone I want you to meet, darling. Kiss the man who's going to cum in my pussy while you watch." With that she and Debbie stepped aside while David and I embraced and kissed each other with deep tongue play. It was a first and it was delicious. Now I knew what women felt with a man. While Dave and I were enjoying this first physical contact the two women stood aside and looked on approvingly while kissing and touching each other. 

Finally Dave and I broke from our kiss as Dave's hand continued to caress my buns. "Why don't you take Dave and Debbie upstairs while I get the champagne?" With that Anne put her arms around both of them kissing each in turn and led them up the stairs while I went back to the kitchen to get the glasses and the champagne from the refrigerator. It was a beautifully gentle but incredibly exciting beginning to a weekend of complete sexual openness.

Three Beautiful lovers

By the time I got up to the bedroom, events had already moved quickly. Dave had removed his shoes, socks and shirt and was by the bed slipping out of his slacks. Anne was standing close to him hypnotized by the gradual revelation of his slim, well toned and tanned body and his bulging briefs. Debbie's blouse and skirt and panties were already lying on the floor. Debbie was an extraordinarily beautiful woman: her face was perfect with red lips that begged to be kissed, perfect teeth and a smile that lit up the room; her hair was blonde and shining with health; her slim waist and tight ass emphasized her large breasts which were full with large light pink aureoles; and her legs were long and slim with just a whisper of soft blonde hair between. Even though I loved Anne passionately and was very focused on her and Dave at the moment, I felt an extra tingle of excitement in my cock at the thought of playing with Debbie's beautiful body, especially since I had the permission and even the encouragement of Anne to do so. Debbie was teasing Dave by slowly easing Anne's robe off her shoulders and offering her body to Dave as if she were a beautiful slave and Dave the buyer. Without saying a word, Debbie smiled at Dave and began mischievously kissing Anne's neck, cupping her breasts and squeezing the nipples. She ran her hands down Anne's stomach and through her soft pussy hair. Anne leaned her head back with her mouth open and her eyes closed as Debbie inserted her fingers into Anne's pussy then put it in her mouth and licked it slowly inches away from Dave's face. Anne didn't even turn her head as I entered the room and the others didn't seem to notice me either. I didn't even open the bottle of champagne; I just set the tray down. The scene brought out the voyeur in me. Anne never looked more beautiful. I always loved her look of ecstasy but seeing it now while she was being displayed before two such beautiful people who were going to make love to her made me rock hard. 




In the Sweet Bi and Bi



I could hear Anne making soft noises as she enjoyed both Debbie's hand and the sight of the huge bulge in Dave's bikini briefs. Debbie dipped her fingers into Anne's pussy again and offered the juices to Dave who licked them slowly from her fingers. She gave Anne a deep kiss then kissed Dave full on the mouth as he slid his briefs to the floor. His cock was beautiful: uncut, half erect, thick, veined, protruding from a nest of soft brown hair. Anne took one look and stepped forward into his muscular arms and a deep kiss. They made a stunning couple: slim, beautifully proportioned, such perfect examples of male and female, so sexually attracted to each other, so exhibitionistic, kissing passionately. I have to admit to a moment of jealousy as I saw Anne with another man and felt the power of their mutual desire but this quickly turned into excitement at the thought that one of my greatest fantasies was coming true: to see Anne in the arms of a gorgeous bisexual man whom we would ultimately both share. 

Debbie embraced and kissed them both on the cheeks and necks and stroked their buns then walked the few steps to the bed and lay down in the middle to watch them. She had obviously sensed before I did that we had moved more quickly than expected to the moment when we would both be watching our lovers with someone else. One of my greatest fantasies was coming to life right before my eyes. 

Anne and I had already turned down the sheets and thrown half a dozen pillows around. The curtains were drawn to keep out the afternoon sun and the room was lit only by a pair of floor lamps turned low. Debbie lay in the centre of the bed propped up against the pillows obviously anticipating that Anne and Dave would lie down beside her. Seeing her body stretched at full length on the white sheets, I realized even more what a beautiful woman Debbie was with her kissable mouth, full, succulent breasts and creamy skin. I could understand why Anne and Dave found her so attractive and knew I was going to enjoy playing with her too when the time came. But I couldn't take my eyes off Anne and Dave.

Dave picked Anne up and placed her beside Debbie on the bed then stood for a moment watching as they embraced and began kissing and stroking each other. He was an extraordinarily handsome man with a beautifully trim body; short sandy hair, a straight nose, good teeth, flat stomach, hard buns, muscular legs and, now, a delicious erection -- long, thick, a few veins that enhanced its virile attractiveness and a purple head straining for relief. He looked like a statue of Priapus. I wanted to take his swollen cock into my mouth more than I had ever wanted anything else in the world -- except perhaps to see him entering Anne's sweet pussy. 

After a minute or two, Dave lay down beside Anne and began caressing her arms and sides as she and Debbie continued kissing passionately. Soon Dave was sucking softly on one of Anne's breasts while Anne did the same for Debbie. The whole scene was so gentle and beautiful yet unbelievably exciting that I did not want to disturb the flow by joining in. It was, in fact, the ultimate voyeuristic moment: watching my wife being made love to by a man and a woman, two truly beautiful people. 

Lying between them, Anne never looked more desirable: her little patch of dark, downy pubic hair being stroked now by a slender feminine hand, now by a rougher masculine one; her breasts now being sucked, now being caressed, her mouth that turned now to kiss Dave and now to kiss Debbie, the wetness that was already glistening between her thighs, her hand holding Dave's beautiful hard cock. And the sound of her soft whimpers was exquisite! 

Dave and Debbie were soon kissing each other as Anne nibbled her way down Debbie's body until her tongue was lightly tracing its way up and down Debbie's pussy lips. Anne ate Debbbie's pussy slowly, running her tongue around Debbie's clit then she lifted Debbie's buns and ran her tongue all the way around to her anus which made her groan and whimper with pleasure. Debbie had been expecting to see Anne and Dave make love and seemed a bit surprised to find herself the centre of attention. She rolled her head back and forth on the pillow while Dave continued to suck on her breasts. The atmosphere was electric as the energy of the room focused on Debbie. 

Anne's face was now buried between Debbie's legs while Dave slowly and gently continued to suck on her breasts. Everything was gentle and unhurried. Debbie's hands softly stroked the backs of their heads as they licked and sucked. Every now and then she would lean forward to kiss Anne or Dave fully and passionately on the mouth then lie back again on the pillows to enjoy the feelings of pleasure washing over her. After one of these kisses, Anne's lips did not return to Debbie's pussy but slid over the head of Dave's now massive erection and took most of its length into her throat. Dave cried out with the sudden and unexpected pleasure of feeling Anne's hot and extremely skillful mouth engulfing his cock. My own cock stiffened even more at the sight. Debbie immediately gave Dave a deep, passionate kiss and began talking sweetly to him. "Just enjoy, darling. I want you to experience everything this weekend.," and kissed him again. I could see Anne's hand now stroking the part of the shaft she couldn't get into her mouth then move down to caress his balls. Without taking her mouth off his cock, she ran her finger past his balls and probed his anus. My gawd it was sensitive! His eyes closed and he started gasping out obscenities and jerking his hips as Anne struggled to keep his cock in her mouth. But Anne was such a tease. "Sensitive, isn't he," she said smiling to Debbie as they kissed again. Poor Dave! He just lay there gasping like a landed fish as Anne went back to making love to Debbie.  

After Dave had recovered, he and Anne began to take the play to the next level. Dave knelt between Debbie's legs and slowly pushed his beautiful cock into her pussy. Anne stopped to watch it going in then swung her legs over Debbie's face and brought her dripping pussy within tonguing distance of Debbie's mouth. Dave displayed remarkable control. As he stroked in and out, Anne turned her head back so they could kiss. Sometimes Dave would withdraw his cock completely and rub the head and hard shaft on Debbie's pussy while Anne watched over her shoulder. "OOOhhh, that's beautiful darling," Anne said to Dave as she kissed him. Every now and then Dave and Anne would change place: Anne would eat Debbie's pussy while Dave either kissed her breasts or gave her his huge cock to suck. What a scene! My darling wife being eaten by her beautiful girlfriend and at the same time being kissed by a man she calls 'darling', a man so handsome and virile that I could be both jealous of him and want to play with him myself! 

Everybody was soon aware Debbie was building to her climax. Anne was licking Debbie's clit and stroking in an out of her pussy with two fingers while Dave kissed and sucked her breasts and whispered encouragement in her ear. Finally, Debbie took Dave's head in her hands in a deep kiss crying: "Oh, fuck, Dave, I'm coming, I'm coming. She's making me come, darling. . Oh, gawd, it's beautiful! Christ, darling, hold me!" and she began to come about a second later. Her hips bucked and rocked as she screamed and hung on to Dave for dear life as he held her shoulders down by hugging her tightly, kissing her softly and tenderly and telling her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her. No matter how much she threw herself around, Anne continued to lick as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure passed through Debbie's perfect body.

As she came down, Dave and Anne both comforted her with soft nibbly kisses and caresses and gentle love talk. There were many, many three-way kisses and even many two-way kisses including a lot between Anne and Dave. I was overwhelmed by the tenderness and gentleness of everyone as they said how much they loved each other. It was, in fact, a wonderful moment of freedom. I felt enormous love for them myself. It was wonderful to be sexually free and sexually whole with people who loved and understood you. 

My Fantasies Cum True 

Debbie's huge multiple orgasm had the predictable effect on Dave and Anne. Up to this point, nobody had said anything; the only sounds had been the inarticulate sounds of pleasure. Now, as Debbie came back to earth, she pulled Anne's face to hers and said: "Darling, that was so beautiful. Let me do something beautiful for you. I want you to enjoy Dave's gorgeous cock." I couldn't believe my ears! Debbie was giving Dave to my beautiful wife for her pleasure. Debbie then kissed Dave full on the mouth and said; "Darling, Anne just gave me a beautiful orgasm. I want you to give her all your sweet cream." Dave was breathless with excitement. "Yes, yes, my beautiful darling." This slight touch of domination and submission was something new. "But first I want Doug to get your cock ready," Debbie said before kissing him again. "Yes my beautiful darling."

This was obviously my cue. I approached the bed. Dave was now lying on his back and Anne was kneeling between his legs looking up at me with a sweet, mischievous smile. His cock looked incredibly desirable in its engorged, meaty thickness. I knelt beside Dave. I felt Anne's hand on my neck as she pulled me to her in a deep kiss. Looking at me lovingly in the eyes, she said: "Enjoy, darling, enjoy his gorgeous cock. Get it ready for my pussy. I want your juices on it when he fucks me. I want your juices on it when he cums inside me. I want to know that you are inside me too." And she kissed me deeply again. I couldn't believe I was actually hearing these loving words from my beautiful, darling, wife whom I loved passionately. By now Debbie had recovered and was kneeling on the other side of the supine Dave. Without saying a word, she leaned forward and kissed me and tongued me deeply. "Anne is going to love fucking Dave and you are going to love watching. Dave is very obedient and will give your gorgeous, promiscuous, wife all his cream. You don't mind if your beautiful bisexual wife is unfaithful to you, do you?" Gawd, Debbie knew exactly how to press all my buttons! While Debbie was turning me on even more with her talk, I heard Dave groan: Anne had leaned down and was now taking the enormous head of Dave's cock into her mouth. "Look at her, she's sucking another man's cock," Debbie said with a stern voice taking my head in her hands. "I know it's a shock to find your wife's unfaithful. But she's just a gorgeous, horny, promiscuous, bisexual bitch," she said kissing me full on the mouth with each adjective. "Let me comfort you." With that she lifted one of her large breasts to my mouth. It was exquisite: creamy soft, heavy with a hard nipple and more than I could get into my mouth. 

As soon as I let this beautiful breast drop, Anne kissed me again and told me how much she loved me and wanted me to enjoy my bisexuality. "Darling, I want you to enjoy this beautiful man. Here, darling, try this." She had her hand around Dave's erection and was offering the tip to me to suck. I bent down and slowly placed my lips over the tip. It was warm and spongy and wet with precum and Anne's saliva. It was exciting and delicious. Slowly I opened my mouth wider and took in as much of the shaft as I could. Dave just groaned and put his hands on my head. I soon began to pump. It was delicious. All the time Anne and was softly stroking my neck and shoulders while Debbie ran her hand gently over Dave's face and kissed him again and again. After a minute or two, I came up for air; both women were smiling at me and took turns kissing me. Dave's head was rolling back and forth on the pillow. "I think they like it," Debbie said smiling at Anne and kissing her. 

He was delicious. No doubt about it. I had really wanted to do this and was not disappointed. In fact, I was more than thrilled. There was a delicious masculine smell and taste and the curve of his cock felt perfect in my mouth. Both Debbie and Anne now turned their attentions to us. Debbie was incredibly loving to Dave. "Just enjoy. I love you so much, darling, I want you to enjoy everything your heart desires. I love you enjoying a man. Do you want to suck Doug? Do you want him to come in your mouth? Would you like to fuck his ass -- or have him fuck yours?" Dave's cock stiffened even more as he groaned and whimpered, "Yes, yes, darling, would it be OK to do all that?" "Of course, darling, I want you to experience everything you need to make you happy."

Anne was stroking the back of my neck and offering similarly soothing words. "Just enjoy, darling. It's beautiful. It even looks beautiful" At one point she pulled my head up to give me a deep kiss and tell me how much she loved me and wanted me to be happy and that she was always there for me if I needed her. Everyone was incredibly excited and filled with loving tenderness toward each other. 

By now I was completely into it. As was Dave. Anne and I kissed his shaft together and took turns feeding his head to each other. Each of us even took a ball into our mouths while Debbie sucked the head for a while. "Darling, I want you to kick his anus and see what happens," Anne whispered to me at one point. I had already seen how he had reacted when Anne had inserted his finger. What would a tongue do? It was, indeed, very sensitive! Very very, sensitive! I think he would have leaped off the bed if his face had not been smothered between Debbie's big breasts. He couldn't stop groaning and crying out delicious obscenities that stimulated us all. As we were playing, Debbie told Anne how delicious Dave's cock felt in her pussy and how she loved to drink the huge loads of hot cream he could shoot into her mouth. Anne looked at me, smiled, kissed me deeply with lots of tongue and said nothing. She knew what I was thinking

As if we hadn't played with Dave enough, Anne and I began kissing him on the mouth. I told him Anne was very bisexual, very promiscuous and loved being unfaithful to me; she loved hard cocks and big loads of cream as well as the breasts and pussies of beautiful women. Between kisses he told us he couldn't stop thinking about Anne and wanted to fuck her and fill her with the biggest load he could. Anne and I just loved to hear this kind of talk and kissed each other passionately again. 

This was as much as anyone could stand. Debbie put two pillows against the end of the bed and lay back. Anne lay back against her and opened her legs. Dave knelt between them and lifted them onto his thighs. I leaned down and took the head in my mouth. Again, Dave groaned. I took the shaft in my hand and kissed Anne. She kissed me passionately as I lowered the head of Dave's fully erect cock to her opening. I kissed it one more time and inserted it into her already very wet entrance. She groaned; Dave groaned and pushed slowly forward; Debbie kissed Anne on the cheeks and forehead as Dave pushed his way in until their public hairs were interlaced and there was no space between them. He paused for a moment. His eyes were closed and so were Anne's. I could hardly keep myself from stroking off all over them. One of my greatest fantasies was coming true! Then Dave leaned over and took my face in his hands, kissed me full on the lips and said: "We're going to drive you crazy. We're going to fuck ourselves silly right in front of you. And I'm going to empty a huge load into Anne's hot, wet pussy." I was practically cumming. "Oh, fuck. Sounds delicious. Can't wait," Anne gurgled as she raised her mouth to his and kissed him passionately. "If you're as long-lasting as Debbie says you are, we might just have to make my husband watch us for hours, don't you think, darling?" Anne said still kissing him. "And hours," Dave said between kisses. They were already driving me crazy. 

More than anything, I wanted to share Anne's enjoyment as she experienced this man's beautiful body which I too wanted to share more intimately at some point. "Gawd, I want to fuck this man, darling, and I want you to enjoy it with me," she said in a soft but very excited voice. "Oh, Jesus, yes, darling, I want you to enjoy him," I whispered in her ear almost choking with excitement. "You're going to make us both very happy. I love you.". "Yes, yes, darling; his cock is inside you. Gawd, it's beautiful," I cried out almost hysterically. Anne was whimpering slightly and a few gasps came from Dave. It was exciting to know how much the two of them wanted this. Knowing that the two of them were so attracted to each other was an enormous turn-on for me Even Debbie was caught up in the excitement and gasped softly as she watched Anne engulf the cock she knew so well and loved so much.

As Dave began to stroke into Anne, Debbie reached up to caress my face and said Dave could last for hours but when he came it was a flood. Was I sure I could handle having Anne's pussy pumped by such a magnificent cock and then flooded with Dave's huge load of hot cream? If he came in Anne's mouth instead there would be so much it would be running down her chin. Anne must have told her that seeing that was one of my favourite fantasies and she was driving me out of my mind with it. 

I was so stimulated by the scene in front of me I thought I would explode. It took an enormous act of will to keep from stroking my own swollen shaft until I came all over them. I found it incredibly exciting to watch this beautiful woman whom I truly loved and who truly loved me being fucked for pure lust by this handsome, virile man. Dave's staying power was, indeed, truly remarkable especially after the workout his cock had just had in Debbie's pussy and in all our mouths. For a while he just pounded in and out as Anne groaned helplessly now and again muttering "Thank you, thank you, darling." Meanwhile Debbie cradled Anne's breasts in her hands and offered them to Dave and me to suck. We both leaned forward and began sucking on Anne's nipples making her cry out even louder. 

Anne's mouth was open and her head was rolling from side to side on Debbie's belly; every muscle of Dave's beautiful body was tensed as he supported himself on his arms and thrust hard again and again. Anne seemed almost in a delirium as she groaned and cried out uncontrollably. This was a voyeur's dream.

Debbie now began to get more involved as she reached out to stroke Dave's head and kiss his shoulders with each forward thrust. "Fuck her, darling. Go for it. Just enjoy yourself. Let yourself go. I want to hear you explode and fill her with your beautiful cream." Dave's face was contorted in agony as he stroked harder and harder while hearing this delicious obscene talk.

Suddenly he slowed down and I knew he was no longer going to rush to orgasm but was going to make me watch as he slowly and artfully brought my beautiful Anne to an exquisite orgasm. He looked mischievously at me as he leaned forward and licked one of Anne's nipples. Anne immediately realized that Dave was teasing me and joined in the fun by looking at me with an equally mischievous smile while she offered Dave her breast with one hand and pulled his head down to it with the other. Debbie began stroking her own breasts, now lifting up one and then the other to take the nipples into her own mouth while looking over at me. She then leaned over and offered one to Anne who turned her head slightly to take it while Dave transferred his attention to the other. Debbie's eyes closed as she enjoyed the bliss of feeling a man at one breast and a woman at the other. The pleasure was becoming too much for Anne too as she now reached down to comfort herself by stroking her own clitoris as Dave continued to thrust gently in and out.

The pleasure of having Anne and Dave sucking on her breasts was also getting to be too much for Debbie and she began to stroke her own pussy. I was the only one who wasn't stroking himself or getting stroked but I knew that if I even so much as touched myself there would be cream all over the bedroom walls.




In the Sweet Bi and Bi



Dave now withdrew completely and began licking and sucking Anne's dripping pussy while Anne turned to enjoy both of Debbie's breasts with her mouth and hands. By now Debbie was groaning with pleasure from the warmth of Anne's mouth and the gentle stroking of her own soft fingers. Much as Dave seemed to be enjoying the sweet taste of Anne's pussy, his cock obviously didn't want to stay outside for much longer. 

I couldn't keep my hands to myself any longer. As soon as he was back inside, I reached around and began stroking his balls which made him cry out and immediately begin stroking faster and harder into Anne who was now screaming with renewed pleasure as he plunged into her relentlessly. Her hands were now cupping her breasts and squeezing the nipples as her head rocked from side to side and her body thrust itself against him. Little did she know that she owed Dave's thrusting to the fact that I had now inserted my middle finger well into Dave's anus and was driving him crazy.

I had never seen Anne looking so beautiful as she did in her abandonment to these pleasures. She knew that I considered her bisexuality one of the most beautiful elements in her character and that she had my complete approval to play out our infidelity fantasy by indulging her lust for Dave. She just had to look at me to see how much enjoyment I was getting from her pleasure. 

Just when we thought it must end it seemed to move to new levels of intensity. "Fuck! Christ! Shit! Oh, Jesus" would now and then be intelligible amongst the cries and groans which sometimes became shrieks. Between their bodies I could see Dave's huge cock pounding without letup. At one point, I actually moved down to look at them from behind. Dave's rock-hard buns were tense and glistening and the muscles stood out with every thrust. 

Almost at the same moment, Anne went into one long scream and Dave cried out: "Oh, fuck, I'm coming. Oh, gawdd," which trailed off into a long wail as he exploded deep in Anne's bucking, screaming body. The intensity of both their orgasms was incredible. Anne's upthrusts began to slow first but Dave kept on pounding as he tried to squeeze the last drop of cream into Anne's beautiful body. At last he stopped, still kneeling between her legs and still inside her pussy. Both of them were exhausted and running with sweat. Suddenly there was complete stillness as the two of them remained lost in their separate worlds of bliss. Slowly Dave sank into Anne's outstretched arms as she kissed him and thanked him for the beautiful orgasm. After a deep kiss Dave rolled off into Debbie's waiting arms and his spent cock slipped out of Anne's exhausted pussy. Debbie immediately moved to take his cock in her mouth to lick off the mingled juices. 

Anne now reached her arms up to me saying simply: "Darling, I want your cream." I needed no more encouragement. In an instant I was sliding my rock hard cock into her pussy now wet and softly slippery with the full load of Dave's silky flood. I couldn't believe anything could be so soft. Feeling myself stroking through Dave's cream was too exciting to let me last very long. Anne's smile was never more loving than at that moment as I thrust along her silky passage. I was in agony as I wanted to savour their combined fluids on my cock yet I wanted to explode with love and excitement deeper inside her than any man had ever gone before. I wanted to have the full pleasure of giving her my cream while her pussy was still reverberating from Dave's pounding and she was still savouring the hot load from Dave's huge cock. I had always considered being able to share a man and a woman simultaneously this way to be one of the beautiful benefits of bisexuality. And what could be more beautiful than to be one of four bisexuals who loved each other so intimately and wanted to share their bodies so freely with each other! 

As I was stroking to my climax I saw Dave lying back in Debbie's arms, her beautiful breasts hanging over his face. Everyone was smiling up at me as they enjoyed the agony that must have been so visible on my face and knew what I was feeling as I stroked through Anne and Dave's combined love juices to the culmination of a long-standing fantasy. They knew how powerful my orgasm would be and wanted to share it with me in the only way open to them, namely, by watching. In a minute or so the combination of the softness of the mingled creams, the memory of seeing Anne and Dave in such a passionate embrace plus the knowledge that my own cream would soon be added to theirs brought me to a huge brain-exploding climax as I screamed and emptied myself deep in my beautiful darling. 

After what seemed like forever, I came back to earth and collapsed into Anne's arms; she gently stroked the back of my neck and kissed my cheeks for a few minutes then rolled me toward the others until I was surrounded by their bodies and losing consciousness under their gentle kissing and stroking. Somebody pulled up the covers and we were all soon asleep.

A Little Champagne Never Hurt Anybody

It was getting late in the afternoon when we started to wake up one by one. The warmth of the bodies snuggled together under the covers was delicious. The smells of sex were in everyone's nostrils as a reminder of the events of the last few hours. Once everyone was awake, Dave, who was on the outside, slipped over to the table and refilled our glasses with the still relatively cold champagne. There was a lot of pleasant banter about funny sleeping experiences and the first mention that we might be getting hungry. I had prepared some canapés for just this moment. Anne and Debbie thought, what with Dave pouring the champagne and me making the canapés, wouldn't it be nice if they had a couple of love slaves to do their bidding for the weekend and wouldn't serving them food and drink in bed would be a good start. Dave and I being both a bit submissive said slavery was good but there had to be some benefits. The two women kissed us and said: "Hmmm, possibly," then told us to make our hairy assses useful.  

Dave and I left the two women in bed together and went downstairs, completely naked, to get the canapés and another bottle of cold champagne. Needless to say, there was a lot of playing in the kitchen before we were ready to go back up. We embraced and kissed deeply while rubbing our cocks together; we took turns sitting on the table and sucking each other off. We even made half-hearted efforts to penetrate each other's anus but we realized this was something probably better left to fantasy than struggled with in reality. We said we would certainly be thinking of each other when we played anal fucking games with Anne or Debbie in the future. 

When we finally did make it back upstairs we found the two women sound asleep so I suggested we leave the canapés and go back downstairs to prepare dinner. For the next couple of hours we thoroughly enjoyed each other's company while we worked. Dave was a very good-natured, easy-going but highly intelligent and professional man whose company would be a delight for both men and women. He told me more about his business, his previous relationships and the happiness of his life with Debbie. He felt about her as I felt about Anne. They allowed us to be ourselves in every sexual and social sense. They accepted everything about us as perfectly natural. 

When everything was prepared we took some time out to lie on the sofa and play with each other for a while but without either of us coming. We were saving that for the two beautiful women sleeping upstairs. When we finally broke off and went upstairs to see whether Anne and Debbie were still sleeping we noticed about half of the champagne and canapés were gone and heard girlish giggling coming from the bathroom where they were showering together. We announced that dinner would be ready when they were then joined them for a lot of laughing and lathering of sundry male and female body parts by sundry pairs of male and female hands. 

Anne provided fresh bathrobes and then we headed downstairs where I cooked and Dave served to the great delight of the women. The meal was pleasantly filling but not heavy enough to make everyone dozy afterward. Anne and Debbie had been quite refreshed by their sleep but Dave and I were a bit tired after having worked on the dinner so we decided to head back to bed for little nap before the women got any more ideas about what a man's body was good for.

When Dave and I reached the bed we were too tired even to touch each other and fell asleep almost immediately. I awoke after about half an hour. The house was silent except for the sound of Debbie and Anne talking somewhere in the distance. The only light in the room came from the hall. I was very conscious of Dave's beautiful body lying beside me and casually began to stroke the soft hair and skin of his balls and the velvet of his flaccid but very thick cock while my mouth tasted his muscular upper arms. He started to stir and I felt his hand move against my stomach as he turned his head and locked his mouth onto mine in a deep, tonguing kiss. I realized instantly I wanted the women to stay away for at least another half-hour so I could be alone with him and make love with him as I would with Anne.

I soon felt his hand gently stroking my balls and his middle finger probing my sensitive anus. My finger moved over his own opening and he gasped slightly. Both our cocks were now stirring. He told me to lie back and let him do all the work. He'd been dying to suck on me. His mouth was silk. Even though this was his first time sucking a man, he was very skilful. I was soon very hard and he took me deep into his throat. Then he licked me from the opening of my penis to the opening of my anus, pausing to take my hairy sack into his mouth one ball at a time. At times he would stop to give me a deep kiss during which I would reach underneath and gently squeeze his balls and masturbate his rock-hard cock for a couple of strokes. Once he straddled my chest and gently fucked my mouth while I squeezed his buns and probed his anus with my fingers. He was so stimulated I could taste little drops of his precum squeezing out onto my tongue. He then knelt beside me and took me in his mouth again while I gently caressed his hairy sack. From here it was easy to slip into a full sixty-nine.

It was exquisite sucking and being sucked. We were so focused on the cocks in our mouths that we didn't notice Anne and Debbie come back into the room until they were standing beside the bed. I don't know how long they had been watching us but just seeing these two beautiful women brought out the exhibitionist in each of us and made our enjoyment all the greater. Without saying a word, Anne lay down behind me and Debbie lay down behind Dave and began gently stroking our hair as they kissed our necks and shoulders. They whispered loving words of encouragement into our ears as we eagerly took each other's cock deep into our throats.

Hungry as Dave and I were for each, we soon found ourselves sharing the other's enormously hard erection with Anne and Debbie. Anne and I took turns filling our mouths with Dave's swollen, dripping head or sometimes just kissed each other while stroking his shaft and listening to him groan. My own cock was aching with pleasure as I felt the alternating textures of Dave's and Debbie's mouths.

Cream Isn't Always a Dairy Product

All of a sudden, Anne asked me softly if I would like to drink Dave's cream. I couldn't believe it but now more than anything I wanted to feel him shoot into my mouth. I just groaned out a "yes" and Anne began to finger Dave's anus. Debbie and Dave obviously were having the same thought and I soon felt one of Debbie shapely fingers slowly insinuating its way into my anus. Both of us grabbed the cheeks of each other's ass tightly in our hands and drew the cocks even deeper into our mouths. Debbie's finger in my anus was making me whimper and cry with uncontrollable pleasure. She knew just how to touch all my sensitive spots. Anne must have been having the same effect on Dave to judge from his loud animal cries. 

The stimulation of our anuses, the loving words and soft caresses of these two beautiful women made it impossible to last any longer. Within seconds Dave and I were both giving out loud muffled groans as we came together. Just as I went over the edge with a huge cry of ecstasy, I felt the hot blast of Dave's massive ejaculation splattering in my mouth in creamy spasms. I swallowed it almost as fast as it came but some still ran out of my mouth and down my cheeks. 

As we sucked each other dry we could hear the girls telling us how beautiful it was to see two men suck each other to climax. Soon we were all kissing each other and sharing our cream: two-way kisses, three-way kisses and even four-way kisses. Not a drop spilled onto the sheets! As Dave and I lay back exhausted the girls took turns gently sucking our cocks clean. Before lying down to rest, Dave and I kissed each other deeply on the mouth to share the remains of our cream. 

Watching us enjoy ourselves must have been too much for Debbie and Anne because within seconds they were stroking each other's legs and buns and moving into their own slurpy sixty-nine. Dave and I both stopped and lay down against the pillows to take our turn watching what these two beautiful woman had up to now done only in private.

After enjoying each other's pussy for a while, they shifted position until they were sucking each other's breasts. Anne tenderly held Debbie's slightly larger, heavier breasts in her hand one at a time, ran her tongue slowly around the aureole, gently bit the stiff nipple then took as much of the breast into her mouth as she could. Soon Debbie just lay back unable to concentrate because of the intense pleasure. Anne moved between her legs, put a couple of pillows under her ass, leaned over and began rubbing the tip of her breast into Debbie's wet opening. She then started to rub her nipple round and round on Debbie's clitoris. 

Debbie stretched her hands out to grab the bed spindles but couldn't reach them. That's when Dave and I took an arm each and gently pinioned her to the bed while Anne continued her merciless work. Needless to say Dave and I both took the opportunity to kiss and lick the soft skin of Debbie's inner arms before working our way back to suck and fondle her defenceless breasts. It was obvious from their comfort with each other that both women were used to this kind of play. Anne again began to suck on Debbie's clitoris and lick her opening all the way back to her anus which must have been a sensitive spot judging by Debbie's moaning and squirming as Anne lingered over that special opening. 

Soon Debbie was whining for Anne to make her come. As we felt her building, Dave and I took her breasts as deeply as we could into our mouths. Soon the screaming started again as Anne licked and sucked relentlessly. Debbie was bucking so much Anne had to fight to keep her mouth in contact with the wet sensitive flesh. At last, with one piercing shriek, Debbie went over the edge while Anne held on to her buns to bring her clitoris more tightly against her mouth. 

Despite the intensity of the orgasm, Debbie recovered quickly and propped herself on a pile of pillows at the head of the bed while Anne moved swiftly to sit on her face. Dave and I watched fascinated as Debbie parted Anne's pussy lips with her fingers and inserted her tongue deep inside. She licked up and down the opening then settled into focused sucking of Anne's clitoris as Anne held on to the headboard for balance. Soon Anne began to make the familiar sounds of approaching orgasm. Debbie, who must have known these sounds only too well, didn't miss a beat. In the dim light of the room we could see Anne's head thrown back, her open mouth uttering deep animal groans and her hips pressing her clitoris against Debbie's constantly flicking tongue. She was not long in reaching her climax. Her body jerked as if she had been electrocuted. She threw her head back in one last, long scream, pushed against Debbie's mouth a couple of more times then, in a series of short gasps mixed with whimpers, she settled down on Debbie's full breasts, closed her eyes, sank her head into her chest and slid off into Dave's waiting arms. He and Debbie both comforted her with gentle love talk and soft kisses and caresses while I knelt between her legs and joined in the soft kissing.

As Anne resurfaced our comforting turned into four-way kissing that could only lead to new pleasures. As I had been gently kissing Anne I found myself more and more kissing Debbie while leaving Dave to soothe Anne in her moment of need. Sometimes, when Dave too found himself sealed in a long tonguing kiss with Debbie, my mouth would wander to Debbie's ample breasts whose weight and size were a constant source of wonder to me. I would gently lift one of them with both my hands to marvel at the weight and stroke it gently as I placed the tip deep in my mouth and began a slow sucking to savour every square millimeter of its silky surface and soft bulk. 

As I continued back and forth from one breast to the other lost in my own pleasure, Anne recovered fully and was busily deep-kissing both Debbie and Dave. "We love you both so very, very much," she said softly between kisses at one point. "And we love you two more than we can say," Debbie replied as she pulled my face to her mouth for a deep kiss while Dave and Anne locked into a similarly intense kiss of their own. Then Dave and I to our mutual surprise declared our love for each other and sealed it with a soul kiss while Anne and Debbie did the same. 

Anne and Dave were clearly moving forward to something as Anne had one hand behind Dave's head and the other feeding him one of her breasts. Debbie and I were moving forward too as she reached underneath to stroke my balls as I went back to savouring her breasts and gently stroking her pussy with my right hand. 

After luxuriating in my sucking and caressing for a while, she said in a loud whisper, "Eat me out and fuck me. I want Dave to see me getting fucked by another man." Dave gasped when he heard this. It was obviously a fantasy for both of them. Her pussy was exquisitely soft and fresh tasting with a beautiful feminine odour. Her lips were dripping and I couldn't get enough of her juices. As I buried my mouth in her pussy, I reached up and took a breast in each hand. She put her own hands over mine and began squeezing rhythmically. 

My cock was just aching to fuck her. As I rose on my knees, Dave lay on his side with Anne lying behind him and reaching around to softly play with his balls and gently stroke his huge erection. He was incredibly excited. "I need to teach this horny bi bastard a lesson," Debbie announced as reached over and ran her fingers through Dave's hair. I had already put my cock head at her opening. Dave was watching with wide eyes. "I think he should know I love cock as much as he does." I leaned forward and slowly pushed my cock up her incredibly silky passage. I couldn't believe any pussy could feel so soft. It was like floating in the centre of a soft universe that extended infinitely in all directions. I realized my eyes were closed and I was gasping to hold back my orgasm. Dave was gasping too and devouring Debbie's breasts and mouth. He was so excited he could hardly get out: "Darling, I didn't know you could look so beautiful with another man's cock inside you. Oh, gawd, my beautiful darling, I love you so much." Anne had let go his cock and was comforting him with kisses on the back of the neck and loving caresses on his stomach and the hairy sack of his large balls. 

Suddenly Debbie took Dave's face in her hands and said seductively but firmly:"Now that you've seen another man fuck me, I want you drink another man;s cream. I want Doug to come between my breasts and I want you to lick it up. All up" "Oh, fuck," he groaned as the excitement of the idea hit him. Anne had her hand around his very hard cock as he said this. "Oooohhhh! He thinks that's a great idea, Just can't get enough of that cream," Anne cooed as she leaned forward and took the head in her mouth and sucked until he was groaning again. He pulled her head up and kissed and tongued her deeply.




In the Sweet Bi and Bi



It was hard to stop fucking Debbie. Her softness was like a drug. But cumming between her breasts would be exquisite too. I had had some of my biggest orgasms as Anne squeezed my cock between her breasts. 

Anne reached for the mineral oil we kept in a bedside table and began gently oiling Debbie's breasts as well as my cock. Debbie was soon pushing her huge globes together and sitting higher up against the pillows to give me more of a vertical angle. I straddled her chest and inserted my stiff cock. He disappeared between them for one sweet moment before poking his head out in her cleavage. Anne and Dave knelt one on either side of me and I put an arm around each of their shoulders for support before I started stroking. They each gave me deep kisses of encouragement as I started thrusting forward in long, slow, deep strokes. The combination of oil and soft flesh was exquisite. With my arms around Anne and Dave I felt like a drunk being carried home by two friends only it was my cock that was intoxicated on Debbie's beautiful breasts. 

Debbie kept firmly squeezing her breasts and, if my cock ever seemed to be slipping out, Anne or Dave would push it back down. Soon I was thrusting more quickly as Anne surreptitiously put her little finger into my anus then mischievously asked me how everything felt. After about ten strokes my cock seemed to have a life of its own. It felt as if it had left my body and was floating in the depths of some soft ocean that had no surface and no bottom. I was starting to groan and I knew my orgasm was not far away. At last it came thundering down upon me and, with a heave and a scream, I unloaded several hot white streams between her breasts, onto her neck and chin with a little even shooting up onto her cheeks. 

As I went limp slumping between Dave and Anne, Debbie dipped a finger into the pool of cream on her breasts and licked it off with an exaggerated "Mmmmmmm". She then rubbed some onto a nipple and offered it to Dave who licked it off eagerly before turning to drink with gusto from the other puddles. Anne and Debbie both stroked the back of his neck and kissed his cheeks as he vacuumed up every last drop wherever he could find it and rubbed the remainder into Debbie's nipples with his fingers. 

With cream still dripping from his lips, he turned around and sucked both of Anne's nipples smearing my juices over the aureole with his tongue. Anne silently closed her eyes in bliss as she felt the combination of his firm tongue and the silky cream. Both of them then leaned over and tried to lick and kiss Debbie's face clean but Debbie kept constantly interrupting their work with kisses. Neither Anne nor Dave seemed able to truly focus on their work as they sometimes made lengthy detours to Debbie's nipples which elicited more groaning. 

The scene of Anne and Dave constantly playing together was an endless turn-on throughout the whole time the four of us were together. The sight of them stroking, kissing each other plus the incredible excitement of watching Dave empty his load deep inside her kept my desires on a constant boil. The fact that they knew this and played to it drove me crazy. It excited me even more to see Anne lick up a particularly large pool of my cream and offer it to Dave who took his time squeezing her breasts as he slowly licked me off her extended tongue. This playing was, of course, an invitation to a long, deep kiss which they provocatively gave each other only inches from my face. With their lips still creamy, they then turned to me and each in turn gave me another long, deep kiss. 

While Dave was still kissing me, Anne said to Debbie: "Don't you think Doug should drink some more of Dave's cream?" Dave now had a hesitant smile on his face as he looked at each of us in turn to get some inkling of what plot was being developed to make him part with his most intimate juices once again. Anne leaned over to Debbie, kissed her quickly on the lips then, in a stage whisper told her she thought the best thing would be for her to jack Dave off onto Debbie's breasts where I could not only lick up his cream but taste the remains of my own. I felt my cock quiver as Debbie provocatively caressed her breasts, looked at me impishly and said: "Just setting the table." She immediately made me lie down beside her facing Dave across her beautiful glistening breasts while Anne moved behind Dave, reached around and took his cock in her hand. 

At first Anne played with Dave by rubbing her breasts against his back and nibbling his earlobe while softly stroking his balls. His cock seemed huge in the half-light as she oiled her hand and started to stroke his full length. Knowing what oil can do to a man's cock and knowing how skilful Anne's stroking could be, I knew it would not be long before Dave would be moaning and well on his way to parting with his velvety white liquid. It was always exciting to see Dave and Anne together because one could always sense the lust they felt for each other. They were a show within a show and made me glad to be such a voyeur.

Anne continued to nibble his shoulders and ears while toying with his anus with one hand and stroking his engorged organ with the other. His cock was so thick she could just get her hand around it. The head was hugely swollen and the tight purple skin was shining; the veins of the shaft were standing out and the shaft was straining to its full arc of total hardness. 

As Anne teased and played with Dave, I enjoyed sucking on Debbie's nipples and kissing her perfect mouth while my fingers explored her deliciously wet pussy. At times we lost ourselves in deep kisses whose pleasure was spiced by knowing the other two were watching us. A few times I thought we were just going to go our own way despite the master plan for Dave and me. Debbie's kisses were soft and wet and enthusiastic. I loved her skin and kept stroking the insides of her thighs and reaching underneath to squeeze her buns. Her breasts, of course, had most of my attention. I took a malicious pleasure in the fact that even the slightest sucking on her nipples made her groan with pleasure. I soon felt a great desire to drink her juices and fuck her to my own orgasm but that plan was thwarted as Dave was soon in complete agony and begging for relief. 

"Oh, fuck, please let me come. Make me explode. Just empty me. Pleeeez." "Oh, I thought men liked to last a long time," Anne said mockingly as she slowed her pace for a teasing moment. "Are you sure you really want to come this early?" she whispered between kisses as Dave's head rocked back and forth and up and down while relief was deferred. Dave's hips stopped bucking then began thrusting forward again as Anne picked up the pace. Soon the teasing was over and Anne had him rushing for the edge as she stroked his massive shaft with both hands now place skillfully over that tangle of sensitive nerves on the underside of the glans. 

At last, arching his back, leaning his shoulders against Anne's ample breasts and supporting himself with his hands on the tops of her thighs, the final explosion came amidst an outburst of incoherent whimpers. Stream after stream shot out of his cock's swollen head. Stream after stream flew out to land on Debbie's waiting breasts which in her excitement she was now squeezing together as a soft landing place for his juices. Everyone's eyes but Dave's (which were closed in bliss) watched the flying streams. The first one landed right on target splashing across both breasts and running down over the nipples. The second and much bigger stream shot high and hit Debbie right in the face where it ran down her cheek and started dripping off her chin. The third one landed right in my waiting open mouth. By then Dave was a spent force and the remainder fell either on Debbie's stomach or just ran down over Anne's fingers.

Debbie immediately filled my mouth with first one breast then the other as I sucked and licked the delicious, salty sauce. Meanwhile she had lifted some off her cheek with her finger and was feeding it to an exhausted Dave who had now collapsed beside her on the pillows. Anne shared her dripping fingers with me then bent down to lick the remaining juices from Dave's now rapidly softening cock. Soon all three of us were hungrily kissing and licking the remaining cream off Debbie's cheek, chin and breasts. Kissing Anne's lips while they were still wet with traces of Dave's cream was unbelievably exciting. What with the stimulation of playing with Debbie and watching Anne bringing Dave off, my cock had come to life again but I didn't want to come in anyone' pussy or mouth right at that moment; I just wanted to die by my own hand. I wanted the sharp hard orgasm that only masturbating could give. 

I rose to my knees between Debbie's legs and started stroking. It was beautiful. A gorgeous orgasm began building; the iron bands began to tighten around the purple, swollen head. I could hear myself groaning as the pleasure built. Dave and Anne slowed their licking then lifted their heads to smile up at me and watch me explode. As my stroking got faster and faster Anne and Dave, still smiling but mischievously now, both started fingering my anus. Debbie once again pressed her breasts together to present a target for my load. The anal stimulation, my own hard stroking and the fact I always loved looking at Debbie's beautiful breasts, especially as they were being played with, soon brought me to a huge climax that poured my remaining cream in long arching streams onto her breasts and even onto the lips of her half-open mouth. Neither Anne nor Dave could resist the temptation of first kissing Debbie's cream covered mouth. Spent as I was, it was beautiful watching Dave kissing Debbie deeply while the excess cream ran down her chin then seeing him turn with cream smeared lips to receive a crushing kiss from Anne's waiting mouth. Anne then kissed Debbie with a long lingering tonguing kiss while Dave began spreading the other pool of cream around Debbie's nipple and then licking and sucking them. Both of them gave me full-mouth kisses while their lips were still dripping with my cream before turning to suck Debbie's creamy breasts as she lay back with her eyes blissfully closed gently stroking the backs of their necks.

I was exhausted and Debbie seemed very relaxed as we lay back on the pillows and softly kissed each other while I soothingly stroked her breasts. Dave and Anne where lying together on the other side of Debbie but still seemed to have a lot of energy. I reached over and touched Dave's cock and met Anne's hand there slowly bringing it back to life. Anne herself seemed very frisky for the time of night. Debbie, who had noticed all these goings on, kissed me deeply before whispering in my ear that she thought they were about to go around again. As I gave her a deep kiss of my own I said I thought she was right. The smile on Anne's face gave her plans away. Soon Dave was fully erect again under the tender ministrations of Anne's hand and mouth. Since it was Anne who had more energy, Anne was soon straddling his waist and positioning herself over his beautiful erection. For the second time that day she gasped as she took him in to her depths. 

I moved around to lie beside Dave and watch the proceedings with Debbie. As Anne started to play she rocked back and forth for a while then lifted herself up and slammed down to get his full length into her depths. Then she leaned forward and fed him her breasts one at a time; he squeezed them together and took both nipples into his mouth simultaneously which just made her squeal. Debbie and I also leaned forward and started sucking one on each breast. Kneeling on each side of her we sucked and licked as she moaned softly and ran her fingers through our hair while Dave caressed my balls with one hand and fingered Debbie's pussy with the other. Now my hand now Debbie's would stroke Anne's clit as we continued to suck. Sometimes Dave would prop himself up and take a breast in his mouth while Debbie or I would passionately kiss Anne's soft, tonguing mouth. As Dave lay down one time, Anne leaned back supporting herself on her hands and exposing her clit first to Debbie's mouth then to mine. It was a swollen nub in a bed of creamy soft sweet smelling flesh that Debbie and I could have feasted on all night to the music of Anne's whimpers of pleasure.

For variety, Debbie and I would sometimes leave Anne's breasts free for Dave to squeeze and caress while Debbie would lean across Dave's stomach to take my flaccid, exhausted cock into her mouth as I told Anne softly how much I loved her and how happy I was that she was enjoying Dave's beautiful cock once again. She held my face in her hands and kissed me deeply then whispered in my ear how much she loved me and how thankful she was that I allowed her to play like this with the two most perfect lovers she could possibly imagine. She also said it excited her incredibly to watch me and Dave enjoying each other. 

As Debbie sat up after abandoning her fruitless efforts to get me hard again, Anne leaned forward to give Dave a deep, passionate kiss that went on for minutes. As she moved forward, my hand continued to massage her clitoris while Debbie moved around behind and began to lick her exposed anus. Anne now began first to wriggle and twitch then she had to break her kiss to groan and gasp as the combination of Dave's hard cock deep inside her, my fingers on her clitoris and Debbie's tongue on the delicate flesh of her anus started her on the path to another orgasm with Dave. She slipped very quickly out of control into spasms of twitching and choking gasps that signalled the approach of her final explosion which came as she arched her back and crushed her clitoris against my hand, screamed sharply and collapsed into Dave's embrace. 

Dave was also ready. He quickly rolled her limp body onto her back without his cock leaving her pussy, stroked hard a few times, heaved himself forward and poured out what had to be the last of his fluids into her overstimulated pussy. Even his orgasm could not rouse her from her ecstasy. As he withdrew she just rolled to her side carrying an exhausted Dave with her and they both descended almost immediately into a deep sleep. Debbie and I who were pretty exhausted ourselves, lay down too, Debbie beside Dave and I beside Anne, pulled up the sheets and snuggled in beside them for the sleep of the dead.

The Sweetness of the Early Morning 

It was after nine o'clock in the morning before anybody stirred. The heat of the four bodies made the bed deliciously warm and cozy. The smell of spent sperm was heavy on the warm air under the sheets. I was conscious of the warm softness of Anne's body against me. Anne was still asleep but Debbie and Dave were already locked in what must have been their traditional deep morning kiss. They weren't yet aware I was awake as their hands wandered lazily over each other's somnolent body. Dave was fully erect but I couldn't tell whether these were just the last moments of morning erection or he was responding to Debbie's slow caressing of his balls and his own leisurely stroking of her breasts and the occasional suck on one of her nipples. I was sure that between the two of us there wasn't a drop of cream left. Debbie had a beautiful face with very bright eyes, a narrow straight nose, lips perfect for kissing and perfect white teeth. Her full, succulent breasts, her flat stomach and narrow waist widening out to the swell of her man-holding hips and the subsequent descent to her beautiful legs were a pleasure to see both in and out of her always stylish clothes. 

With each kiss, Dave now stayed longer on each breast and the nipples were visibly stiffening. His cock was now rock hard as Debbie closed her slender fingers around his shaft or dragged her blood-red nails through the soft hairs of his tightened scrotum. Too preoccupied with their own pleasures they still had not notice my voyeuristic interest which was beginning to take its toll as my cock started to stiffen. They made no sound as Debbie rolled onto her back just enough for Dave to slip inside. I could see her stiffen and bite into his shoulder as she felt him run into her depths. She then rolled back onto her side with her legs wrapped completely around him to lock his beloved cock in place. The warmth of Anne's sleeping body, the tingle of my half-aroused cock and the delicious sight of these two beautiful lovers made me want to be inside Anne. 

As their motion became too obvious, Anne began to wake up. The first thing she saw was my face which she immediately took in both hands and kissed lovingly on the mouth. With a nod of my head and an indication of my eyes, I got her to turn and look at our two guests. Anne was immediately fascinated, rolled onto her other side to watch and I reached around to cup her breasts and keep her snuggled close to me as we both enjoyed the spectacle. She lay her hands over mine as I gently squeezed her soft full globes. 

The other two were now so lost in their own pleasure that they were unaware of anyone or anything else even though they had to know by now that we were both awake and watching. And they were beautiful to watch. His darker muscular body squeezed her to him with all his strength. He stroked her hips and beautiful buns gently as he raised his head and softly sucked her swollen breasts. Sometimes he raised himself on one elbow to squeeze one breast with a free hand while he continued to suck on the other. He was both overwhelmingly virile and powerful while being subtle and tender at the same time. Now and again we could see between their bodies where his long, thick beautifully curved cock was entering and re-entering her body in a steady rhythm which was only interrupted the moments when Debbie's legs tightened around his buns to prolong the enjoyment of keeping him locked in her depths. 

The slow, steady stroking just seemed to be expressing their love and satisfaction in each other rather than any move toward orgasm. Soon Debbie noticed we were watching and reached her nearer hand out silently for Anne's while her other was tangled in Dave's hair. Anne kissed her hand and began softly stroking her thigh and leg. In a moment Dave smiled over and sleepily said "Good morning" while his mouth was passing from Debbie's lips to suck one of her nipples. Anne leaned over and drew his face to hers for a long, deep "Good morning" kiss of her own before lying back down in my arms to continue watching these most beautiful lovers. 

They seemed to get more aroused now that they knew we were watching. The kisses seemed to be deeper and the thrusting slower and more deliberate. Looking at us with a mischievous smile, Dave rolled them onto their sides so we could see his cock thrusting in and out. The sight of Dave's cock never failed to thrill Anne who squeezed my hand tighter around her breast as we watched the full length of his incredibly thick and rock hard shaft stroking in and out of Debbie's glistening pussy lips. Even the insides of her thighs were glistening with the overflow of her excited lubrication. As we continued to watch, Anne took my hand away from her breast and placed it on her pussy where her own fluids were now running freely. "Do you think you're going to have to fuck him again, darling," I whispered softly into her ear as I continued to stroke her clitoris. "I think you're addicted to that huge cock," I added nibbling gently on her lobe. She nodded squirming as my fingers touched a deliciously sensitive spot: "I think I am. Is there any cure?" "I may have to make you fuck him in front of me again before they go; then we're going to have to visit them in Vancouver in the not too distant future. But you can only do that if you promise to sit on my face after he's filled your pussy with his cream and let me drink you dry." "You are a demanding bastard but I always do as I'm told," she said gasping excitedly as she reached for my now hard cock, turned her head to give me a long deep kiss while I slipped two fingers deep into her dripping pussy. "You know you're an insatiably raunchy promiscuous bitch," I told her my voice catching in my throat. "And loving it, you gorgeous, cocksucking, bisexual bastard," she whispered with an impish smile as she kissed me warm and wet again.