Kewtieboy's Stories (over 18's only)

The Trouble with John

2012-02-17T10:09:00.003-08:00

The Trouble with John

by kewtieboy

(MMF/bi/oral)

“Men are always horny. Men think below the waistline. One track mind!”

How I wish that were the case. Now I'm a fairly good looking girl, 23 year old, 38 inch bust, slim little waist and legs that go all the way to my feet. I can usually pull if and when I feel like it. I feel like it quite a lot but sadly I was slightly restricted in my pulling!

Nine months ago on a night out with Sara and Gill, my best friends we were being chatted up by these young guys. One stood out above the rest and all three of us were coming on heavy to him. His name was John and he was an 18 year old, 6 feet 2 inches tall, slim, black curly haired gorgeous guy. What made him even more desirable was that he didn't realise how hunky he was and he was very coy and shy. He spoke quietly but had a wonderful, quiet sense of humour that worked well in a one to one conversation but was dwarfed in company. In many ways he was quite plain but his dark hair, dark eyebrows, dark eyes and beautiful teeth just made me melt.

Next day and my cellphone went.

“You're a bitch Carrie Johnston,” the voice said.

I recognised the number and the voice of Sara.

“He was absolutely gorgeous and you pulled him without even trying!”

She was right, of course. He was and I had!

The bit I didn't tell her is that when he walked me part of the way home, he did no more than peck my cheek. I so wanted to feel if his cock was big and my slit was wet with anticipation. The only reward it got was a bit of diddling with my trusty right index finger when I got home. I, Carrie Johnston, was used to getting fucked as and when I wanted it and the previous night I had wanted it and didn't!

I'm not going to bore you with the details but it took three long weeks and my flatmate going away for the weekend before I got him alone and peeled his clothes off. He stood naked in front of me, his cock half soft but showing great promise in the size department, his hairless chest with a few relevant muscles and a red face as I looked at him. He wasn't a virgin but the feeling was that what little sexual training he had had, wasn't well remembered. His cock was big as it eventually reached an impressive 7.5 inches long and nicely thick but I struggled to get off as he thought that sex involved sticking it in, fucking a few times and shooting his impressive load into a condom before standing up, pulling it off and going for a quick shower leaving me naked on the floor with my gaping cunt looking like the Mersey Tunnel.

I eventually trained John to improve slightly in his techniques but much as I found this guy a cute as fuck and took great delight in showing him off to all my drooling friends, I wasn't climaxing enough, and in some cases, at all! John was plain knitting in the sexual prowess department. The trouble was, he loved me. He told me often enough and family were starting to use the “E” word.

“When are you getting engaged then Carrie?” said Mum.

I needed raunch. I needed fucked out of my brains. I needed dirty, horny sex! This overgrown schoolboy wasn't giving me it. I either was going to have to dump him, or try to access his “raunch button.”

On a hen party with 10 friends where we stayed away for a couple of nights, I was picked up by 2 guys in their late twenties, one slightly balding and with a little paunch and the other a tall married guy on a night out with his mate. They both fucked me one after the other and then again, back in their hotel room. I came 4 times that night and I then decided I had to do something with John.

Something happened by accident a few weeks later. My older sister was celebrating her 25^th birthday and as she lived just outside London it meant John and I having to stay there for the weekend. A hotel was going to be expensive but sister Diane had a good friend Sue and her boyfriend Graeme who agreed to put us up as they had a two bedroomed flat as opposed to Diane and her boyfriend's one bedroom one.

Sue was also 25 but Graeme, her boyfriend, was 22 and rather dishy. Only about 5 feet 8 inches he was a medium build but all the build was where it should be and his short, dark hair and light stubble only added to his sexy looks.

We were to arrive Friday for 3 nights and the first night was quite literally sitting in at Diane's, drinking and catching up, all six of us. The three guys ended up in the kitchen on bottles of Carlsberg while we girls sipped New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc in the lounge area. At 2.00 am we decided to call it a night and headed back, all the worse for wear to Graeme and Sue's. John was drunker than I had seen him for some time and was staggering a little on the way back. We all headed straight to bed.

I had a quick wash and when I got back to the room, John was splayed start naked on the bed, his cock semi hard even though he was sound asleep. I closed the door and stripped looking at his beautiful body and wondering why he wasn't hornier. On the spur of the moment, I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth and started to suck him. He rose surprisingly quickly and I wondered if he was awake but his breathing stayed at the same steady pace. Soon he was harder than I had felt him for some time. And I wondered what it would be like to fuck him while asleep. I arranged him straight up and down on the bed and started to finger myself as I continued to suck his cock. I lifted his hand and stroked my breast with it.

The time was ripe and I straddled John's prone body and slowly lowered by wet cunt down straight on to his shaft. I started very gently and then plunged myself all the way taking his cock up to the hilt. God it felt good. I started to ride him up and down, holding both my breasts as I did so. His cock was so hard and I was able to withdraw up to the tip and drop down to take every single inch as I fucked him. I felt that wonderful warmth slowly creep up my body and I knew I was going to cum. I focussed on the sensation his rigid tool was creating in my lower body and increased my thrusts up and down. A couple of times John moaned so he was obviously feeling something. I came with a force I had never felt from John before and kept thrusting up and down until I felt spent. As I pulled myself off his body I looked at his cock, slowly softening and realised John had cum in me while asleep! I was soaked in sweat.

While we were out together the following day, I told John what I had done.

“I fucked you while I was asleep?” he said incredulously.

“Not only that,” said I, “You were fucking great and you came in me.”

“Why didn't you waken me?” he asked.

“A, you were pissed and B I was enjoying myself too much. I'll waken you next time,” I said.

The Saturday was Diane's party and that was all. John drank less due to a hangover and we stayed until 1.30am before leaving and going straight to sleep.

The Sunday was a snack meal for the six of us at Diane's and we left early (she had work in the morning) and went back to Sue and Graeme's to continue drinking into the evening. We ordered some pizza and at 10.00pm, Sue went off to bed and left John, again a bit pissed, Graeme and I talking.

“Sue can't take the strain,” he said. “Once she's in bed after a drink it would take an earthquake to waken her.”

I wondered why he was telling me this and then blushed when I thought what I had done to John while he was in that condition just a couple of nights before.

By 11. 30pm we were all mellow and John was on my left, Graeme on my right, as we sat on the floor, back to the sofa, music playing and a drink in our hand. John had his arm across my shoulders and Graeme his left hand against my leg.

“He's a lucky guy,” Graeme said to me, nodding to John. “Having a sexy little girl like to to play with.”

His direct sexual comment came out of the blue and caught me unaware but did get me a little excited.

“Do you stick to you relationship or sometime play around a little? Sue and I sometimes dally with an extra partner or two. It's fun!”

I saw where this might be going and, though I liked the idea. John looked slightly shocked in his semi-comatose way! Surprisingly he neither did or said anything. Graeme took this as some kind of approval and his hand squeezed my thigh after it had pushed my skirt up a little. My breath was coming in short gasps. I was randy, but I wasn't sure this was going to go much further before John blew his top.

Graeme leaned over me and took John's hand, laying it on my other thigh. John looked at it, then Graeme and went back to idly watching television. Graeme pushed my skirt a little higher and my bottom slid down slightly meaning my legs opened. As I slid, my skirt went higher still. Graeme again leaned over and pushed John's hand further up my leg.

“Can't you see the poor girl's horny for some fun?” he said to John as though I wasn't there.

I was a little offended that he should assume it but as he was right, I said nothing. By now my skirt was so high my panties were showing. Graeme's hand was now between my legs and his finger was sliding around the elastic to reach the wet target behind the lace. I gasped as his finger slid into me. I took John's hand and squeezed it, lifting it and placing it on top of Graeme's. Soon I felt the second finger in me. John was going for it! I couldn't believe my luck!

Graeme had heard the starting pistol as his leg was now across mine as he undid my blouse and bra, letting my breasts hang free. His lips caressed and sucked my nipples while John, his attention now on the scene unfolding had slightly quickened his fingering pace. I figured the next stage was going to be embarrassing with a very hot and horny stranger on one side and my boyfriend bemused on the other.

I stood up and stripped naked.

“Well, what happens next?” I asked.

Graeme didn't need telling. He stood and stripped to his CK's in 2 minutes flat, an impressive tent stuck out through his tight trunks. John stared, not sure what to do so I took his hand and stood him up. He towered over both of us as I started to strip him kissing him as I went. Soon he was standing, stripped to the waist, jeans at his ankles and at least a semi-erect cock, obviously not sure if it was going to switch off or get going.

I knelt and pulled John's briefs down, his cock sprung out and hung down between his legs as my mouth engulfed it. It didn't take him long to rise to his healthy 7.5 inch length. I was aware that another piece of flesh was prodding my cheek and turned to see another 7.5 inch cock. This one was even thicker than John's. I sucked both in turn and then rubbed the heads of them both together. I felt John shudder as I did this. He still had said nothing even though Graeme was making approving sounds.

I stood up and took John's hands, making him caress my body. He stroked my breasts and eventually leaned over to suck my nipples. Graeme's finger was inside me gently stroking me from behind, his hot lips licking my back and his cock prodding my buttocks. I put my hand behind me and took his thick hard cock in my hand, hoping it might soon be inside me. Hoping, too that John wouldn't suddenly freak out when he saw another man enter me. John was at last warming up and had become a little more proactive. He took me and lay me back on the sofa. He climbed alongside me and offered his cock to my mouth. Graeme use the opportunity of open legs and an exposed vagina, to kneel between them and push his tongue into me. This was something John was never too keen on and something I absolutely adored. This man was an expert and his tongue was diddling inside me building me gently and giving me tingles along my whole body. He stretched my legs almost obscenely apart as he did this and I noted John watching him. I was also aware that John's cock was like a rod of iron. I had never felt it so hard. Usually the texture was slightly spongy even when hard but not tonight.

Graeme then did something that really surprised me. Well not as much as it surprised John, to be honest. He reached up to my mouth as I held John's cock and sucked him, and placed his lips against mine, kissing the edge of John's cock as he did it. John withdrew slightly from my mouth I assume to allow Graeme to kiss me, but Graeme gripped his cock in his hands and put his mouth straight over it for a few seconds, before offering it back to me. I sucked, but Graeme still held John's cock firmly and kept taking the sucking in turns. This was new to me, I had never encountered a bi-sexual man before. The next time Graeme took John's cock, John rammed it into his mouth, grabbed the back of his head and started to face fuck him. I had never seen him so randy.

John's breath was coming in short gasps and when Graeme eventually let go, John pulled me quite forcefully, on to the floor and started to position me for fucking. He opened my legs and though he made a cursory attempt to enter gently his entry was quite swift and took my breath away. John and I fucked bareback. I was on the pill and we had been tested a few months previously so felt quite safe. John was fucking me in quite hard thrusts, more manly than I had ever felt from him. Graeme wasn't finished with him yet and went behind John, kneeling down and rimming him.

“Oh my God,” said John, “Jeesus Christ that's amazing!”

At last he spoke!

“I'm gonna cum soon,” he said.

“No you fucking ain't,” said Graeme, obviously realising that if John came and the guilt kicked in, he might not get his hands on the prize – me!

He pulled John off, procured a condom and quickly stretched it over his cock.

“Watch and enjoy,” he said to John and John did just that.

He sat on the couch as Graeme positioned himself. He lifted me and turned me into the doggy position, before feeling for his target and gently pushing his thick meat into me from the rear. John wanked and watched. He took it easier than John. I was grateful for that as his angle of approach was stretching me. Soon he had a rhythm and was fucking me steadily. His thick cock was wonderful and I could feel a familiar tingle bubbling away in the background, promising to build with Graeme's help into a full blown orgasm quite easily. He held my hips and fucked steadily and the slurping of my juices just added to the eroticism of the sex. John came to my front and stuck his cock in my mouth, more gently this time and then he leaned over my head to caress my lower back, just close to Graeme's hands on my hips. Graeme grabbed John's head and then, leaning forward kissed his lips. John recoiled but Graeme gripped him again and stuck his tongue straight into John's mouth.

I could hear John making a “Mmmm” sound as though trying to say, “stop it,” but Graeme was having none of it.

John eventually broke free and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“That's what swinging is all about John,” said Graeme, not missing a beat with his fucking. “It's a case of anything goes!”

John said nothing but I was starting to build to an orgasm. Graeme realised it and started to move gently around inside me ensuring that his cock head rubbed against my clitoris.

“Oh fucking Hell,” I screamed, as quietly as I could, aware of the sleeping Sue just down the corridor.

The orgasm was amazing, a warm glow burning throughout my body. Graeme hadn't cum and pulled out to offer me to John. John quickly took up position. His entry was steadier this time and easier too, having been nicely stretched. He rolled me on to my side and lifting my right leg entered me from the rear. His cock entry was easily visible to Graeme who watched from the front, kneeling to caress my breasts and kiss me. His hands wandered all over my body, coming to rest between my legs where his finger teased my clitoris as John's cock pushed past it on the way inside me. John was groaning as he fucked, an unusual display of sexual excitement. Graeme slowly licked his way down my body until his face was at my crotch and in easy access of the action. His tongue licked outwards and started to lick John's cock and my clitoris at the same time. He held John's balls as he lowered his lips and tongue to lick them.

“Fucking Hell!,” exclaimed John and I felt the muscle inside me flex and pump as his cum emptied inside me with John thrusting hard as he pushed as much of his cock inside while he orgasmed.

His cock slurped out in a sea of cum and Graeme eagerly took it in his mouth licking it dry like a hungry beast. John looked a little embarrassed but gave Graeme a few moments of hungry feeding before gently pulling his cock away. Graeme, his cock still condom covered and brick hard, opened my legs, laid me on my back and pushed his cock easily inside me into the sea of semen dripping out of my cunt and used it as lube while he fucked me hard.

I came again with Graeme's enthusiastic fucking and it took him no more than five minutes before I felt the familiar muscle throb and more cum pumping into me, albeit within the safety of a latex covering.

I was glad Sue hadn't woken even though she might have been ok with this going on, I didn't want to look as though I was a slut seducing her boyfriend. We partly dressed, and made idle chat for a few minutes before retiring to bed. John snuggled up tight to me that night briefly asking if I was all right.

“All right?” I thought. I had just had one of the best fucks of my life so I should say I was all right!

You want to know that John and I went on to having wild sexual threesomes and parties but I just couldn't get him to keep up with my appetite and when we went back to having sex together, he found the missionary position really good. He told me the session we had with Graeme had blown his mind but it was strange he never wanted it blown again. He did say that the most exciting part had been watching me being “abused” by another man. I allowed it to happen once more where we picked up a guy and he fucked me royally while John watched. John again had been really excited and fucked me wonderfully after the guy went but I needed more from him when we were together so that the threesomes were the cream on the cake and not just the cake.

So we drifted apart and now I can be the slut I want to be without feeling guilty. I have Graeme to thank for that and I assume John probably had the one and only exciting sex session of his life.

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Small Town Girl

2012-01-02T09:14:00.001-08:00

Small town girl

by kewtieboy

(MMMF/bi/oral/anal/voyeur)

Alloa in Clackmannanshire. Now that's a mouthful. You can all go off now and try to work out where it is in relationship to anywhere. It IS in Central Scotland but you have to drive if you want to go anywhere that matters. With a population of just under 20,000, there isn't much privacy and though everyone doesn't know everyone, it's not far off it. I tell you this as it might explain what follows in this story.

As for me, I'm Matthew Forsyth, a 32 year old lawyer with a delightful and very pretty wife called Alexandra, or Alex for short. Married 5 years and still no kids as she's a personal assistant in nearby Stirling on a good salary too. Why the Hell are we in Alloa then? Well I'm a big fish in a little pond, with little competition I get the lion's share of what legal business there is in town.

I was fortunate enough to go to Dollar Academy and Edinburgh University so have a good education and we also have a really lovely detached house. Not bad for 32!

So that's the background to the reason for my story. I can tell you, but have never have told Alex, that another side of me came out at school and University. I put my sexual antics with other boys at school down to “that time of life.” Hormones all over the place, lack of girls and a permanent erection that was helpfully de-stressed with any number of fellow schoolboys. I took it a little further too and actually had anal sex with quite a few of them both on top and bottom. At the time I enjoyed it and our little sex club used to meet as and when erections needed dealt with.

Two of my fellow classmates also headed to Edinburgh, one to Edinburgh University and one to Heriot-Watt University in the city. This gave me access to regular cock sucking during my first few months as I settled in. My friend at Edinburgh, told me one night, that the city had a number of good bars for people like us and after much persuading, we headed there late on a Friday night. You can imagine the effect of two attractive 18 year old lads, both green and from the country had on a packed bar full of over sexed queens! We were both picked up by two guys who I afterwards realised, were together and taken to a flat for a “party.” Since no one else seemed to know about the party, we ended up in a foursome and my friend Stuart, who always looked a little more effeminate that I did, ended up getting fucked by all three of us.

Stuart and I dipped in and out of the gay scene during our years at Edinburgh but where I ended up with a girl-friend there, I got a clear feeling that Stuart had found his sexuality and was 100% gay, especially when he introduced me to Tom. Now, Tom was good looking and quite masculine, a little older than both of us and when Stuart made it quite clear that Tom's dick would be going nowhere near my mouth or any other orifice, I realised he was in love. I found myself as a gooseberry and, being on my own, spent less time in the bars, and ended up making the odd trip to a sauna in the city when I was horny.

Things dramatically changed when I went home in year two for the Summer. My parents lived just outside Alloa and were having a garden party for some political cronies of my father. I was introduced and thrust on to Alexandria. This polite, slim, fair haired girl was about a year younger than me and probably as close to being a virgin as it is possible without physically checking at first meet. We spent the afternoon together and I ended up asking her to go to the movies in Stirling with me that weekend. She agreed.

Now I had fucked girls before. In a group of horny teenagers on the prowl during Summer holidays, anyone prepared to show their personal parts risked having them fondled, male or female but Alex was different. I really liked her so sticking my hand up her skirt in the cinema and asking for a shag, which was my normal approach, seemed unlikely to succeed.

I'm on a second page here and still no sex so I'll speed things up. Three months later, one and a half bottles of wine and an empty house at her parents and I scored. Surprisingly she wasn't a virgin. She told me she had been with three different guys and two of them more than once. The third had been a friend of her dad's who was old enough to know better but she said she actually enjoyed them all. I told her I had only been with three girls. That was true. I just omitted the fifty-four times with guys.

Well the sex was really good. She was quite loud when I fucked her and my seven inches seemed to impress her. She even became quite vocal with her gasps of “oh yes fuck me!”

It just shows that small town girls can be randy too.

I missed my male excursions so still made the odd visit to the sauna in Edinburgh but avoided actually going to bed with guys as I felt it wasn't fair on her. Gravity, parents and social pressure got us to the altar when I was twenty-six and she was twenty-five. Since then I now have my practice with two other lawyers and three staff and Alex is office manage where she works which gives us a good, suburban life, an Audi TT and a Mini-Clubman.

Back to the small town. Alex turned into quite a highly sexed small-town girl and could be sexually demanding. I enjoyed it but by now had little time for my male to male diversions. I missed the urgency of male sex and sometimes even missed being the passive partner in sex, since I was obviously expected to dominate. We had no children, partly through planning and also because I had a slightly lower sperm count but we were in no rush.

Alex and I moved on to talking more about sex and sexual fantasies while we made love and what started with playing around with toys, then talking about her being taken by guys we could identify with in the area, or simply guys on television, the fantasies kept our sex life going. We didn't dare go to the next step in a little town like ours. The possibility that the couple we met might end up as customers was just too much so we joined a few websites and fantasised and chatted with other couples, many of whom seemed to have orgies, foursomes, go dogging and other amazing and exciting things.

I spent many a solitary evening if Alex was at her parents, wanking myself stupid while dreaming about Alex being fucked by a string of guys and even better, me being fucked my a string of guys. Thank goodness for the internet.

Once or twice we almost made a date but always chickened out. I even thought of making an excuse to go to Edinburgh and visit my little sauna again but felt I couldn't. Every time I saw a guy checking Alex out, I got an erection. The problem is I didn't want another couple, I wanted other men only and trying to explain that was quite difficult as most men want swinging to involve them getting their hands on other women.

“Somewhere Tropical,” said Alex when I told her we could afford something really nice for our holiday this year after all the years of saving.

The year had been really good. Lots of nice divorces and estates to wind up.

“So where then? Caribbean, South East Asia, South Africa, Mauritius?”

“Thailand,” said Alex. “We could do Bangkok and a beach resort. The country is great and the little Thai guys are really cute too.”

I had to say I preferred the idea of slightly bigger framed men than “little Thai guys” but I didn't think it would make any difference either way. I booked four days in Bangkok then we would be driven down to a the luxury wing in a fabulous resort at Pattaya and we paid to fly out business class;the holiday of our dreams. I also packed all our little accessories from dildos, to my favourite cock ring, Alex's vibrator and even my Viagra so we could lie in our bungalow and fantasise.

The Bangkok hotel was modern, high rise and fabulous and after a day knocked out with jet lag we eventually ventured in the notorious Patpong area to sample the night market. We strolled up some of the side streets with the girls beckoning us in to sample the delights of their bars, completely unfazed that I was with a woman. We eventually ended further back from the main area and I dared Alex into joining me in a bar.

“Ok, you're on,” she said as a tall Thai women escorted us both in. There was loud music and flashing light as we were escorted to a table. There was a large stage area where I assumed the girls would parade scantily clad. We sat, ordered our drinks and looked around.

It was at that point I noticed that apart from the few girls who had escorted us in and two older couples across from us, the bar was full of men. I supposed that made sense. When our drinks came, the waitresses Adam's apple made me realise that even the waitresses weren't women, but guys. When I told Alex, she just giggled and we waited to see what was going to happen.

A stream of young Thai guys came out, wearing nothing but small white briefs with a number attached and they paraded around the stage looking and winking provocatively at the men.

“Shit Alex, it's a gay bar,” I said.

“Oh goody,” she said, I might get to see some naked men at last.

We were quite merry and relaxed. The presence of a few other women helped too so we sat back and watched. The young men eventually pulled briefs side and exposed erect cocks, one after the other, much to Alex's delight. None were enormously large but I still found myself getting erect. The lad's were also collecting tips as they paraded around the bar to music and Alex happily slipped a few bahts into one slightly hunkier young guy's waistband.

“They're gay, remember,” I said to Alex.

“Tell that to these two then,” said she, nodding across the room to a couple of very young looking lads sitting either side of a woman in her fifties alongside her husband.

Sure enough they were fondling her while her husband watched, squeezing his trouser front openly while he did so.

“So do you fancy a couple then?” I laughed.

Alex looked straight at me and without a hint of a smile said, “Yes!”

“Honestly?” I gulped.

I didn't know where to start so turned to two guys a little younger than me sitting on my right and asked what actually happened. They looked at me, then Alex, a little puzzled.

I smiled and one responded by saying, “If you like one of the guys you can tip him then talk to the guy over there if you want to take him out. There is a bar fee for taking him and you negotiate the rest with the guy.”

“What if I want two?” I asked.

The guy did a second double take of Alex sitting demurely next to me before saying, “Just double it or if you're keen, you can come back with us.”

“Eh thanks but no thanks, “ I said, “my wife probably wouldn't agree!”

Now they were confused.

“Seen any you like?” I asked Alex.

“There's two guys over there who seem to be friends, always joking with each other. One looks as manly as these guys can get but the other looks almost like a little boy. He's cute though. They both keep looking at me and smiling.”

“Hang on,” I said and went up to the Thai gentleman at the bar.

“I want to take two boys out but, are any of them bisexual?” I asked.

“Most of them are, except the lady boys and even then some of them are bi too. Who do you like?”

I pointed to 7 and 21.

“Ah Thongsai and Udom. They are good friends and will both happily work together to give pleasure either way to man or woman. Udom has an American father which is why he has a bigger build. His father was black and he has quite big endowment for a Thai boy.”

That was it. I did the deal and the boys were brought to us. I bought each of them a drink. Udom spoke excellent English and I explained that we both wanted some fun with them. My suggestions were translated for Thongsai and he smiled and nodded enthusiastically. Both lads went to dress.

I turned to Alex. “Are you sure about this?”

She took my hand and discreetly pushed it up between her legs. I edged her panties to one side and felt a soaking wet pussy.

“Does that answer it?” she said.

I took her hand and put it between my legs. A full 7 inch erection stretched across my leg.

The boys looked surprisingly smart when they came out and I hoped we wouldn't have any problem getting them into the hotel. I remembered that the hotel had a lower level entry beside the basement car park and thought we could enter there and go straight up to our floor.

It worked.

Once in the room I offered both Singha beers which they drank enthusiastically. Alex slipped away to shower while I made small talk and deduced that the boys were up for almost anything I might want to do, either to me or to Alex. They also told me they both had girlfriends and love the opportunity to fuck Western women. They didn't often get it.

I let them shower next but when I heard them finish, I followed in and stripped to shower as they dried. Udon was well endowed thick, dark skinned cock. He was circumcised while cute little Thongsai wasn't. His cock was quite small, hanging softly over a small pair of balls, dark Oriental hair fanning out above his pubis. They watched me shower and my cock became very erect. Though I am uncut, my head pushes out once I am hard and my cock curved upwards towards my chest. When I climbed out, Thongsai leaned forward and took my cock in his mouth. The sensation was amazing, his little lips stretching to accommodate me.

Udom slid his index finger into my still moist bum hole and gently teased it as though to say “Guess what I'm going to do to you later?”

We all walked through to the bedroom where Alex lay on the bed still in bra and panties. I deliberately held back as I wanted to savour this moment. One boy took each aide and, once more Thongsai took the lead kissing Alex fully on the lips. His cock was rigid and I realised though he was being paid for this, he was actually enjoying it. Udom clambered up to Alex's mouth and offered his cock to her. Alex easily swallowed its entire length and started sucking. I remembered that my little Canon camera also did movies and quickly took it from it's pouch to start filming. No one objected so I kept going as Udom withdrew his cock and a trace of precum stretched from Alex's mouth to his cock head.

Thongsai was much more proactive and was already between Alex's legs. Her panties were off, as was her bra and his lips lapped her wet cunt. I could clearly see his tongue enter her dipping well into her body. Watching Udom who, I had to assume was 18 due to the rules in the bar we had picked him up from, looked way younger. The image of this tiny slim young boy with his cock stuck in a grown woman's mouth and his little hands playing with her tits, ever to amateurishly, was a massive turn on for me as I filmed with one hand and stroked my hard cock with the other.

Alex's legs were now in the air like a wishbone and Thongsai was moving into orgasm territory as his tongue worked overtime. I could tell my Alex' panting that we was building her up to her first orgasm. I went across to the large queen-size bed and gripped Udom's shoulders, spinning him on to his back and I took his cock in my mouth. He and Alex lay side my side and the perversion of sucking his little 4-5 inch cock alongside another boy bringing my girlfriend off was too exciting. I licked his small hairless balls and slid my tongue down to rim his arse, lifting his legs as I did.

Alex started to cum. Thongsai took that as the signal to really start licking her little clitoris. She shuddered as she screamed and after a long 30 seconds or so, calmed down.

I climbed up to her and kissed her lips.

“Wow this is great,” she said. “Who's cock is first?”

I had already worked out a running order.

“Udom, you go first,” I said to the little lad.

There was some initial problem in getting a condom on his cock as my Durex were not made for small Thai lads. His cock was hard enough, in fact it was rigid but the condom width was made for Western cocks. Alex lay on her back and Udom went between her legs. I opened her a wide as I could to help him penetrate but we eventually realised the best way would be for her to lie sideways and for him to fuck her from the rear. He slid in with no problem and I went back to filming this tiny little body fucking my girlfriend. He kept slipping out but soon had a technique and was fucking her quite hard. He lifted Alex on to all fours and really started hammering her.

Thongsai meanwhile had lubricated his fingers and was easing my arse open. This was something I had experienced before but not for some time. I knew how to relax and soon he had 2 fingers inside me and was working them around.

When Udom pulled out to relax, I asked Thongsai to do the honours and he rolled Alex into the missionary position and stretched the condom on his 7 inch cock. Lifting her legs up like a large television aerial he gently slipped his cock into her. I knelt on the bed filming between his legs as the dark skinned cock slipped into Alex. That's when I felt little Udom, still with his condom on sliding into my hole. I crouched down to let him get an easier entry and his hard little stick went straight in. It didn't even hurt. Soon he had my hips in his hands and was hammering at my arse as Thongsai fucked the brains out of Alex.

“Oh my God I'm going to cum again,” said Alex as Thongsai's substantial cock impaled her. “Is he fucking you?” she asked me.

“Yes,” I said.

“Christ this is too much,” wailed Alex as she came yet again.

Udom again slid off me as Thongsai pulled out of Alex.

“Now you fuck her,” said Thongsai.

“OK and you fuck Udom,” I said.

I entered Alex and the feeling of her warm, wet, stretched pussy was unbelievable. It was like fucking a warm velvet glove. Thongsai had eased himself into Udom quite easily and I had a clear look at his little bottom being stretched my his cock. As Thongsai fucked, little grunts came from Udom's mouth in time to the thrusts. I tried to fuck Alex in time as we fucked alongside on the bed. I knew I wanted to fuck him too and in full view of Alex.

After 10 minutes of fucking, I withdrew. Alex said she need to freshen up a little before our climax and went off to the bathroom. I asked to fuck Udom. And he willingly rolled over to the doggy position for me as I pulled on a condom. I felt such a pervert as my larger frame and cock mounted this little lad and my cock slid in without any problem. His arse was tight though, even after his fucking and it took a few moments before I was inside him fully. I had just started to fuck when I felt Thongsai behind me and his cock slid gently into my rear. It took a little longer as I struggled to accept him but soon his thrusts into me were pushing me into Udom.

When Alex reappeared she smiled, “Pervert!” She picked up the camera and filmed the debauchery.

“I'm not going to last Alex,” I said.

“You don't need to but I want some value for money too,” she said.

Moving back in control. I slid my cock out of Udom and Thongsai reluctantly pulled out of me.

“Over here Alex,” I said making her lie on the bed.

Alex had a thing about being sprayed with my cum. She said she loved the heat of cum on her so I thought she might enjoy it all times three.

I called the lads over and we all kneeled beside her. I straddled her, aiming at her chest, my left hand fingering her soaking cunt, little Udom was to her left and Thongsai to her right. We all started to wank feverishly.

Udom was spraying her with thin watery cum within 2 minutes. The little lad may have had thin cum but there was plenty of it, shooting all over her chest and face and running almost instantly on to the bedspread. That tipped me over the edge and my cock started it's spurting. The volume and force even surprised me as thick dollops fired straight on to Alex's forehead, her hair and eventually the final shots landed on her tits. I climbed off and let Thongsai finish on her. His long steady strokes suggested we were in for a cannon burst and he didn't disappoint. He aimed expertly downwards and Alex got the full force of 8 spurts straight in her face and mouth. She was saturated in cum, the smell permeating the room. I continued the fingering and successfully managed to bring Alex to her third orgasm of the evening. I think a first for her.

Money paid and Thai guys departed I was shagging Alex again within the hour. Another first for me as I was never good at fast recovery but I was so horny I had to fuck her again while she was still wet and wide from the other guys.

“Well if that's what fucking other guys gets for me we should have done it before,” said Alex. “It surprised me, “she continued,” how easily you lost your virginity.”

Little did she know, that had gone a long time before.

It was one week later and we had moved to Pattaya. We had been drive to a really lovely 5 star hotel on the headland overlooking the bay and had paid for “the luxury wing.” Pampered with our own jacuzzi and butler, we enjoyed the last few days of our holiday. Perhaps we were giving off some kind of horny aura but I got the feeling that the staff were looking at me and Alex in more than a professional manner. With hindsight, it was us. Every guy was a potential fucker for Alex in my eyes and I was horny to see it all happen again.

We knew we could probably get two guys again in the city centre but were a little worried about bringing them back. Don't get me wrong, we probably could as a number of obviously single men had Thai women staying with them but I worried about us being seen with 2 Thai boys around us.

We had a ground floor room and one wall was all wardrobes with sliding slatted doors. I jokingly climbed inside and pointed out that I had a perfect view of the whole room without being seen so if she felt so minded to be a whore, I could see the entire thing without being noticed.

“Wouldn't bother me,” said Alex, “but how do you entice a group of guys back to fuck me?”

I had to agree that it would actually be easier just to have a three or foursome. However luck played a funny hand.

Alex was tired that night (too much to drink at lunch time) so when she went to bed I went down to watch the entertainment in the hotel and to chat at the bar. I ended up talking to a couple of guys from Nottingham who had gone there for the sex. They were both in their mid twenties and really good looking. One had red hair and freckles and was about 5 feet 9 inches and the other, slightly heavier and muscular with short black hair and a dark growth on his face.

“Pretty girl you have,” he said having said he saw us during the day.

“Thanks.”

“I wouldn't be shagging these Thai birds if I had her to come home to,” said redhead, who gave his name as Tony.

He explained that he and Larry, the dark guy, had been shagging around Bangkok and Pattaya and had had Thai women in twos threes and groups. They had even both shagged a ladyboy.

“The waiter there,” said Larry, “is a horny bastard and keeps getting girls for us. He even joined us with one girl and we all fucked her here in the hotel. That little guy has the stamina of an ox.”

I looked at the waiter and he smiled back. He was about 24 or so and very attractive to me. My cock was going hard at a possibility I could see before me. It would need a lot of manipulation to make it happen and I had to think quick. Thankfully the guys were more drunk than I was.

“Alex, my girlfriend, was commenting on you lads today and also your friend over there. She has a frighteningly high sex drive and I am absolutely knackered with her this holiday. My cock's red raw and that's why I'm out alone tonight. In fact tomorrow I have to go around the area on my own for the day so God knows what she'll be like here alone.”

I was lying through my teeth but if I could get them to take the bait this could be my wildest dream come true!

“We could give her some pleasure,” said Tony.

“She would do it at the drop of a hat,” said I, “but I'm a bit jealous of her having another guy.”

“Oh we understand, and we wouldn't want to tread on your toes,” said Larry but I caught the wink to his mate. “Away all day tomorrow then?”

“Yes, I'm looking at some property around the province for a friend who wants to buy here,” I lied. “I hate leaving her for the whole afternoon on her own.”

“We'll make sure she comes to no harm if we see her,” said Larry.

I relayed the story to Alex when I returned.

“Are you pimping for me?” she said.

“I just thought you might enjoy having a bit of fun on your own.”

“With you watching,” she retorted.

“Just to make sure you're ok,” I lied badly. “I told them I am very jealous and felt sure you would be ok on you're own, knowing full well they're going to make a play for you. Fancy it?”

Alex did her usual thing, grabbing my hand and placing it in her very moist crotch. We shagged like teenagers that night. I had to be careful not to be too energetic as the last thing I wanted was a tender cunt if I was going to achieve my ultimate fantasy, watching the girl I loved being gang-banged by three strangers.

I slept a troubled sleep with a stiff cock that wouldn't go down. I realised we might write off a day of our holidays and get nothing but it was an opportunity I couldn't resist. After breakfast I lay with Alex by the pool and by 11.30, the Thai barman came over to introduce himself to us. I noticed him looking at Alex as he asked if I was going to be around all day. I repeated my lie about having to go shortly and he quickly made his getaway. I saw him chatting to Tony and Larry shortly afterwards as Alex and I watched through our sunglasses.

“I think we've hooked the bait,” I said.

We had a snack at the pool bar before I bade Alex a very theatrical farewell and went back to the room to “prepare to leave.”

I stripped to my shorts, took some drinks and a small stool, laid some towels on the floor to deaden any sound and then went over to the window to watch proceedings. It took the two guys less than ten minutes to start chatting to Alex. Since the Thai bar manager seemed to be in casual clothes I assumed he wasn't working as he hovered around making idle chat each time he passed.

Though I heard nothing, their body language was a give-away and more than once I saw Tony adjust his bulge in his shorts and then draw attention to it to Alex. Within forty-five minutes, Tony was sitting on Alex's bed massaging her feet and Larry was sitting alongside her on another sun-bed making as much physical contact as he could, touching her arm as he spoke, stroking her hair and meanwhile, the Thai guy hovered ensuring than when “it” happened he wasn't going to be left out.

Alex rose, said something and headed towards to room. She came in on her own as I dashed to hide. She slid open the door.

“I just said the sun was getting too much and I was heading back to room 242 to shower and sit on the patio. I just happened to tell them I had some beer in the fridge if they were passing and suggested they invite their friend.”

She squeezed my cock. “I'll make sure you get a good show!”

She showered and wrapped a towel around herself just as the door knocked.

“Hi guys, take a seat while I get dressed,” said Alex.

“Don't dress on our account,” said Larry.

“What would my Matt say if he knew you three boys were coming on to me, a defenceless woman, scantily clad in a locked hotel room?”

“I bet it would turn him on,” said Larry, “It would me.”

Larry walked over to Alex and lifted her gently to her feet. He took her chin in his hand and raised it to kiss her mouth. As he did so he let her towel fall and she stood stark naked, her nipples rock hard as he placed his right hand to cup her breast.

Both guys galloped to join him, Tony standing behind her grinding his shorts into her buttocks, an erection clearly showing while the Thai lad, dropped to his knees and slid between her legs, his hand sliding up to her daintily trimmed cunt and his finger slipped inside her. These guys had worked together before.

I so wanted to see cock. I wanted to see hard, male cocks, dripping with pre-cum over my Alex. I gently stroked my cock, knowing that I had no chance of lasting unless I kept my hands off my own dick as long as possible.

The kissing was very gentle, each guy rotating and taking turns to gently open Alex's mouth and push their tongues inside her. Every movement was visible.

Tony stripped first, pulling off his t-shirt and dropping his shorts. His body hair was as red as his head, a thickish patch in the middle with a trace down to his fiery red bush. His balls were loose, hanging low and an uncut 7-8 inch cock stood proudly upward. The pink head was just visible as the foreskin retracted. Though not thick, it was hard and long.

Larry obliged almost at the same time and his cock was also uncut and just over 6 inches long. It was thick though, reminding me a little of a beer can sticking out. His head stuck out more almost making him look circumcised. He was much hairier than Tony with quite a lot of body cover and a couple of tattoos on his arms. He was kissing Alex's tits in turn, completely in control and the obvious leader of the pack.

The Thai guy was last. He had a slightly effeminate look, and was only about 5 feet 7 inches and very slim. I would have thought he was gay if I hadn't had my previous experience up in Bangkok. He was hairless except for a small dark patch above his cock. The cock was about 5 inches long and about the thickness of Tony's but boy was it hard. It looked as though it was made of steel.

I had the luxury of watching the show unfold and by the time Alex was laid naked on the bed, Larry was lapping her cunt. His tongue was clearly visible entering her and supping her juices. Tony had his cock in her mouth and was definitely enjoying Alex's expert ministrations. I saw her tongue swirl under his foreskin as she pulled it gently back, sucking the head then slipping the skin back over. She licked Tony's balls and had him gripping her to stop, evidently he was already close to cumming.

The Thai guy stood back and wanked himself then would stroke Alex's body but strangely he also handled the guys. His hand went to Tony's cock and he held it into Alex's mouth. Tony leaned back to allow him access as he cupped Tony's balls and Alex sucked his head. Again Tony stopped.

When he climbed back for a breather, the Thai guy replaced him and Alex took his rigid member completely into her mouth all the way to the hilt. Tony slid behind him as he knelt beside Alex and slid his finger up the Thai guy's arse, stroking it in and out.

“Mm, interesting,” I thought as I gently stroked my cock.

I couldn't wait for the fucking to commence. Alex, never one for being passive, stood up and turned Larry around, pushing him face down on the bed. I heard him grunt as he landed. The other two stood back as she approached him and did her version of what had just happened to her. She rimmed him.

The sounds were firstly of surprise from Tony and Thai but then of pleasure from Larry. As she bent over, Tony dropped to the floor and started to rim Alex while, once again Thai guy went on the rear, rimming Tony.

“You're full of surprises,” said Larry when he managed to get up from the bed. “I think little Ton here should fuck you first.”

Alex said nothing and went to the bedside table to pull out some condoms, throwing one to the guy who I now knew as Ton.

He didn't need telling and, while the other two stood, stroking their cocks, he pulled on the condom, again a bit on the big side, and climbed on top of Alex. She opened wide in the missionary position and I had the perfect view as Asian penis slid into Matt's girlfriend. It was like slow motion watching her cunt slide open and the cock slip inside. Ton was a machine. He held her wide open in a large “V” shape as he hammered her cunt. He may have been small but boy was he horny.

With the encouragement from the other two he was soon banging her like a frustrated teenage boy. Alex's little gasps were time with each push into her. The other two stroked his back and his back side as he did it and Tony's hand slid between his legs to cup his balls as they slapped against Alex and then his fingers gripped the base of Ton's cock holding it as he slid in and out. Oh how I wished it could have been me!

“Gotta stop,” said Ton.

He pulled out and Tony slid the next condom on. Alex watched him smiling as he stretched the rubber over his hard cock and as he knelt between her legs she gripped him and guided his cock towards its open target. He didn't take it easy, just sticking his cock the entire way right into her. Alex let out a gasp as he pumped at her cunt.

Little Ton walked over to Larry and knelt before him taking his cock in his mouth. These Thais could teach us all about bisexuality. Larry let him as he watched the lewd display in front of him. Larry took a condom and I assumed he was preparing to fuck Alex but he picked up my KY jelly and lubed his condom. Ton stood up and kneeled on the bed as Larry slowly pushed his massive cock into him. My viewpoint allowed me to actually watch his anus stretch to accommodate the thick cock and soon Larry was fucking him hard, while holding his hips.

“Couldn't wait my turn dear,” he said to Alex as he thrusted into Ton's little buttocks.

This little show went on for about 10 minutes before I heard Alex's familiar build up to orgasm. I braced myself for the howl as she reached it and, give Tony his due, his rhythm ensured she got the most from it. As he pulled out I was pleased to see he hadn't yet cum. Neither had Larry as, spotting a vacant gaping cunt, slid straight out of Ton and straight into Alex. I wasn't sure about the hygiene aspects of such a move but wasn't in a position to say much.

Alex's “Agh!” suggested she hadn't quite expected such a thick cock in her.

Tony entered Ton, who hadn't moved from his kneeling position on the bed. As Larry picked up to a steady fucking speed, Ton moved around and started to kiss Alex. There was something quite perverse about a guy being fucked by another while he kissed my girlfriend who was being fucked my another stranger. Ton and Larry were both fondling Alex's breasts, Larry kissing them while Ton was otherwise occupied. Tony was hammering Ton's arse. Alex orgasmed again. Twice in 10 minutes was something.

“Christ I'm not going to last mate,” said Tony.

“Cover me,” said Alex.

I knew she loved the splatter of warm cum on her.

Tony's speed picked up until he quickly pulled out from Ton's arse, ripped off the condom and climbed over to Alex's side, aiming his cock for her tits.

The fountain that erupted was like a hosepipe with a wide spray. A fanned jet of cum shot over Alex's face and neck and, though Tony tried his best, a further 6 shots covered her in a thickish coating of sperm. Larry moaned his intention to do likewise and repeated the process. More copious cum shot out in much thicker splodges most of which did manage to end up on Alex's tits. The thick pools slowly started to trickle down her tits to the bed.

Little Ton pushed past and aimed straight at Alex's mouth. She opened and I watched as his 5 inches ejected 9 spurts at a ferocious speed, straight to the back of her throat. Alex gagged and swallowed as the liquid kept firing. Smallest balls and smallest cock and the little thing generated all that.

I bit my knuckle as I came. Thank God I had sat on the stool as I would have fallen with the intensity of my orgasm. I sat down, my head spinning and my sight blurred. Thankfully the group outside were busy mopping Alex up and beginning to dress in the embarrassed way strangers do when they have just shared one of life's most intimate moments.

“What will you tell you boyfriend,” said Larry as he pulled on his shorts.

“That the three of you fucked my brains out and he had better do the same tonight,” she said.

They all looked at each other quizzically as they left!

She was right, I did!

We had been lucky in a way. Two of my greatest fantasies had been fulfilled in two weeks and it didn't look as though Alex had hated it either. Our return home meant a few weeks of talking and soul-searching before we started to search a few of the swingers websites and found that, though we lived in a small town, there were large towns within easy driving distance. Within a month of getting home, Alex's legs, and indeed my legs, were once more back in the air with a rampant hard male cock pushed between them.

Life was looking good!

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Expanding Our Relationship

2011-09-24T08:36:00.003-07:00

Expanding our Relationship

by kewtieboy

MMF/voyeur/bi/anal/oral

A guy finally sets up a relationship with a girl he knew from school. She had always been a tease but he eventually uses her skills to attract other men. The outcome is not what he expected.

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I had often wondered when you hear of couples doing all sort of depraved sexual things together or with others, how they ever get to the point that they both know what they want and both enjoy doing it. I mean you hardly take a girl out on a date and say “Ever fancy being gang-banged?”

I assumed that it evolves out of wanting more excitement, and one partner egging the other on and then once they do something, say dogging, they want more. Then one thing leads to another and before long they are in a swingers club and she is being gang banged.

The truth is, of course, that boyfriend or husband is usually the one fantasising about it with no hope whatsoever of it ever becoming a reality. Many of the husbands and boyfriends reading this right now will identify with this.

Well I was one of those husbands but the beginning of the slide into depravity was more innocent.

Debbie was attractive at school and she knew it. She was what we boys called a “prick teaser.” Debbie thought nothing of pushing the school regulation skirt length higher and higher until head teacher was impelled to warn her. I think they enjoyed seeing her “performances” and only interjected when it became too obvious that her skirts were becoming pelmets.

Funnily Debbie was just a prick teaser and not a slut. She wasn't giving out. There was a exhibitionist in her and she would push her exposure to the boys quite far. Happy to let her little panties be seen when she bent down in the school yard, happy that her pert nipples were clearly showing through her tight blouse on a hot day.

Debbie was also good at exams. She wasn't that clever but had a great memory and so after school I found us both a university together. By that time I had already known her three years or so but not really to talk to. I had just passed the time of day and that's about it.

By now I was a pretty regular 18 year old. Slim but not skinny and tall but not high. I did some swimming and my hair, affected by chlorine over the years was a wiry blonde with curls. I had some freckles and a surprising bush of red pubes and light chest hair which looked odd when I was naked. I joined a drama club and there was Debbie, showing off on stage.

She just loved the lead, especially a romantic lead and was always happy to peel off her clothes in aid of the plot. Never naked mind you, just tantalising with a peek here and there.

Debbie was quite curvy and, like me, a blonde. Her longish hair almost reached her shoulders and she kept flicking it back rather sexily when she spoke. Her breasts looked bigger than they actually were, something about 36” but they just seemed huge on her frame. Her bottom was not the usual pear shape and was much more pert and almost boyish.

I was dreaming about here when I realised she was right in front of me.

“We know each other don't we?” she said. “Sam isn't it?”

Her hand was out and I shook it.

“Yes it is.”

“What did you think of my speech?”

She had been playing the part of some Cleopatra-type ancient queen. I, of course, was just a guard.

“I don't know how you remember all the words,” I said.

“Neither do I. I just seem to have a good memory for these things. Fancy going for coffee afterwards?”

Did I ever!!

That was it. After ignoring each other for 3 or 4 years, we hit it off like a house on fire and within 3 months, we were an item. Still no sex though, just an item.

The times I called to her shared flat to find her padding around in underwear. When you consider how much she exposed, she never did show the parts I really wanted to see. I got to serious kissing but that was it.

Well it took 6 months and one night after we had been to the movies and we had her flat to ourselves she just said, “I think we should sleep together!”

The big surprise was that she was a virgin. A 19 year old virgin. The sex was good. I was horny and it was a great occasion but I need to be honest in that as a participating sport it was great but it wouldn't have been much of a spectator sport. We kissed, we stripped we had some preamble then 30 minutes later, I had fucked her and we had both cum. I think it was probably the sort of sex many couples out there can identify with. It was good, we reached where we wanted to be but it was vanilla!

Right, so that's the story painted and I need to move on to something a little raunchier now or I'm going to lose my reader aren't I?

The following year we managed a small flat together and the simple sex continued. Debbie still dressed sexily, and still flaunted but I now knew there was nothing in it, she just liked to show herself off. Somewhere about half way through the year, we were out one night and I went to the bar, leaving Debbie at the table. The place was packed and it took about 15 minutes to get the drinks. When I headed back Debbie was being chatted to by a guy of about 24 who looked like a workman, cleaned up for a night out. She was enjoying the attention and I could see him looking at her erect nipples which clearly showed through her top.

I stood still, part hidden by the crowd and realised I was finding it erotic. Debbie was doing nothing wrong. The guy had talked to her and she in her effervescent way was chatting back. His intentions were more single minded than hers, I'm sure but I felt a surge of blood to my cock.

I quickly walked over and laid the drinks down.

“Thanks Sam,” said Debbie, “Ralph here was just telling me all about his job.”

The guy looked at me with a puzzled expression. He obviously though she was alone. I stayed cheery and upbeat and said a brief “Hi.”

“Sam's my boyfriend,” she said innocently and Ralph's disappointment was obvious.

He didn't stay long.

I chatted to Debbie about it. “I think he thought he was on to a winner and was going to get in your pants.”

“Don't be dirty,” said Debbie but I could see the penny had dropped and she realised she had been leading him on unknowingly.

My next solo wank fantasised about what could have happened and I came with a force I hadn't experienced for some time.

The second time it happened was almost the same. We were at a fancy dress party and I had gone as Batman. Debbie being Debbie was a milkmaid complete with the little short skirt and chequered blouse, fake freckles and pigtails. There were around 70 people there and my great costume idea had been copied by two guys who had gone as Batman and Robin and to make matters worse they had obviously hired from the same shop as me as Batman looked like my twin brother.

The girls all got together as girls do and we guys headed for the kitchen to be closer to the beer. I realised that I hadn't seen Debbie for a while so went looking for her to find her dancing with the other Batman. The noise in the place was incredible to there was little talking but I wondered if she knew it was him or not. It was quite dark, a few red light bulbs creating the required party “ambience.” I stood quietly over beside some heavy curtains so that I could watch and saw Debbie giggling with enjoyment as she danced. At the end of the music as the next track slid flawlessly in the guy took her hand and led her over to a corner. I could still see quite clearly as some brighter light was leaking from the kitchen.

They were trying to talk but it was pointless and I saw him lean forward and kiss her gently on the lips. Debbie, smiled and grabbed his head kissing him fully on the lips and, as they kissed, I saw his hand on her breast. As they sunk more deeply into the corner I saw his gloved hand slide up her skirt. She didn't resist and though I doubted he could feel much with gloves on I assumed he was stroking her cunt. This was all very discreetly done so Debbie seemed to be enjoying it.

I decided enough was enough so walked across and stood behind him as he had her pinned to the wall. Debbie's eyes opened and she saw me. I winked and she recoiled as though someone had hit her with a cattle prod.

“Sam?” she said.

“Yes dear, who's your friend?”

The guy looked at me, then Debbie and he realised instantly what had happened.

“Oh sorry mate, mistaken identity.”

Debbie was mortified and as it was getting on, she asked to leave. Once we got home she apologised and I told her not to worry. We kissed and stripped off to have sex. She kept apologising until I told her, initially that I found it quite funny. As we started to fuck, and she was beginning to breath heavily I quietly spoke.

“I wonder how far he would have managed to go Debbie? Just think, a stranger's finger in your cunt, fingering you while I watched. Was his cock hard? Did you feel it?”

“Christ, I'm cumming,” she screamed as I matched her and I emptied my spunk into the condom.

We lay for some time.

“Didn't it bother you, Sam?”

“I'm sorry to say this Debbie but guys getting off watching you really turn me on and the fact that a stranger actually had his hand up there turns me on too.”

“Why, don't you love me?”

“Of course I do but I remember at school when you used to flaunt yourself to the guys, I loved watching them being horny watching you. All that testosterone somehow excited me and now you're mine, I realised tonight, and in the pub a few weeks ago that the fact that you and I are a couple, it turns me on more than ever.

She admitted that night, she missed the flaunting Debbie she used to be. She told me she used to fantasise about her control over the boys at school and dreamed about them all wanting to seduce her while she could turn them on or off as she wished. She said she would masturbate with these images.

“Maybe we could still play that game again?” I said. “We go to another club and act separate for a little while to see what happens. You can get turned on by being chatted up and then we'll come home and fuck.”

She said nothing much about it and I left the idea in the air.

Around 3 weeks later we were going out on a Saturday night when she said, “Fancy trying that new bar across town?The DJ’s supposed to be great.”

“Ok, but as long as you dress up sexily for it.”

She looked at me and smiled before disappearing and coming back in looking awesome. Her low cut top accentuated her breasts which looked as though they were struggling to escape. Her legs looked long and sexy from her short skirt which flared out with some kind of starched underskirt.

“Will I do?”

“Fuck yes,” I replied.

As we walked down the road to the bar I asked her, “Do you want to play the game we suggested a few weeks ago?”

“Maybe for 30 minutes or so,” she suggested.

She bought her drink and stood looking as though she had a date who was late. I watched her. It took no more than 5 minutes before a guy of around 35 walked up to her and talked. She chatted back but he moved on so I suppose she must have said she was waiting for someone. The next were a couple of 18 year old guys. They stood either side of her and were getting an eyeful of her breasts. One kissed her on the cheek and she coyly smiled. The other did the same. They chatted some more and then I saw her shake her head. They shrugged their shoulders and walked off.

I went over to talk to her.

She said, “The first guy was quite nice but a bit drunk and the second two asked if I wanted a threesome.”

My cock was hard already.

We gave it another 30 minutes and she got as far as sitting with a 28 year old guy who bought her a drink and I saw his hand on her leg, squeezing it. He sat back at one point and nodded to his crotch and I saw a clear hard on there. Debbie again quietly declined and he went off.

When we got home we fucked like rabbits and this time Debbie was into all the fantasy about what might have happened.

“Oh Sam I get so excited knowing these guys want me and can't have me.”

That's when I realised my brain was heading towards a different agenda. I wanted them to have her!

Debbie was into the fantasy of teasing guys and though it wasn't on our weekly agenda, we did do it every few weeks usually for about an hour or so and then we would meet up and go somewhere else to talk about it and have a drink together.

The change happened quite quickly one evening. It was a Friday and we chose a bar we hadn't tried before. It wasn't rough but equally wasn't exactly a cocktail bar either. Debbie was approached quite quickly by a guy of around 34 or so. He was with some other guys but peeled off to speak to her. He was not quite her type in the sense that he was “a bit of rough,” but was a stunningly good looking guy. He was about 5 feet 10 inches, well built but not too muscled. His hair was very short, almost shaved and he had a tattoo on each arm. His eyes were piercingly blue and his teeth amazingly white. His jeans profiled that he was a well endowed guy.

Debbie spoke to him for some time and they were laughing. He bought her a drink and she was flirting like mad. We reached our timed deadline for going. Usually she would quietly decline him and head out the door and I would follow but he was being quite persuasive. Debbie was insistent and stood to leave. I saw him write his phone number down for her and as she went out, I followed her. Once safely down the street, I caught up with her and we stood and chatted to catch up on what had been said.

“Trying to move in once you thought I had gone then!” said the voice.

I looked around to find the guy standing behind me.

“I saw you looking at her so I assumed you fancied your chances once she left,” he continued.

I was about to explain when suddenly Debbie spoke.

“Actually I was looking at him too,” she said. “You are both handsome guys and I should be flattered you are both interested in me. I wouldn't know which to choose.”

The guy softened. “Well you're a good looking girl too and I was just worried he might have had something else in mind so I came to see you were ok.”

“Actually I met this guy last week. His name's Sam and we had a casual arrangement to meet tonight and perhaps go back to my place but you and I got talking. Dan, this is Sam and Sam, this is Dan.”

We stood looking at each other and shook hands lamely. He was a good looking guy by any standards and I could see that Debbie had the hots for him but we were in an awkward situation.

“So there's no hard feelings, why don't you both come back to my place and have a drink,” said Debbie.

My mind was racing. What about pictures, after-shave and other manly traces of my existence.

Debbie was in full flow. “I live with my brother but he's away for the weekend so it will be nice to have the attention of two gentlemen for a chat.”

The word chat was said rather suggestively and my mind was racing. Surely she wasn't actually going to let him.....fuck her? My cock was brick hard and my heart was pounding with both fear and expectation. This was dangerous. This was dirty!

“I will if he will,” said Dan.

“Ok,” I said meekly.

The walk back was slightly embarrassing with small talk and me trying really hard to be a stranger. I had never seen Debbie like this, in control and horny for a stranger. It slightly unnerved and excited me at the same time. I hung slightly back so I could watch her with him. My cock was so hard. I felt like an excited teenager.

Thankfully Dan went to the toilet when we got in and we had a frantic 5 minutes while he was in there (washing himself?) hiding anything that might give us away. We slept together but I kept my belongings in the other room as Debbie took up too much space so the room looked like it was hers.

When he came out, I dashed in and did wash myself, just in case. When I came out Debbie had poured beers for us and then tripped off to “get comfortable.”

She returned 10 minutes later looking stunning. Her hair looked so shiny, her skin glowed and she was wearing little slip-over dress in white with her bra and pants just visible through the fabric.

Dan wolf whistled when she came in.

“I'm kind of new to this,” said Debbie, “So who's going to kiss me first?”

Dan stood up and walked over to her. His strong workman's hands looked enormous as he held her shoulders and kissed her gently on the cheek, then slowly worked around to her lips. He had taken his jacket off and stood in white t-shirt tucked into Levi's. His bottom was firm and tight within his jeans. My cock was rock solid and tight within mine.

His hand cupped her right breast and he gently squeezed them upwards and kissed the exposed top which had oozed out of her bra.

“You just watching or joining mate?” he said, jolting me back to life.

I decided to push this further and more quickly in case it didn't go all the way so I pulled off my polo shirt, unbuckled my jeans and slipped off my shoes and socks quickly standing in my tight grey boxers, my 7 inches sticking obscenely tenting outwards within them. I walked over and stood behind Debbie and prodded her buttocks with my cock.

“My, my we do have an excited guy here don't we?” she said, gripping my hard cock.

She started to pull up the guy's t-shirt and revealed a quite if not overly hairy chest, a small tattoo of an eagle on his right shoulder. Once that was off and as I kissed her neck, she deftly unbuckled and unclipped his jeans letting them drop. He was wearing not-so-sexy, ice blue cotton boxers and his cock was hanging heavily and menacingly down his leg, looking much like the business end of a hose pipe.

Debbie gripped it as Dan kicked off his jeans. He now stood in socks and shorts. She dropped to her knees suddenly, leaving Dan and I looking uncomfortably at each other. She slid both pairs of underwear down and my cock, always liked a coiled spring whacked up and hit her chin. I looked down and Dan's though not fully hard, was already around 8 inches but thick, very thick. His pink piss slit peeked out from foreskin like a flower pushing the petals aside and a little drip of pre-cum sat at the head. Debbie's tongue dashed out as she held it, and licked the clear liquid before a third of his cock disappeared into her mouth. She had one hand on my cock, her mouth around his cock and her other hand on his heavy balls. As she sucked I heard her gag. She slid her mouth back and the big cock had now become a monster. It stood straight out at just short of 10 inches but the real shock was the girth. This was a thick cock by any standard.

Debbie took my cock in her mouth and expertly sucked my upward curving manhood almost until I blew in her mouth. I had to quickly withdraw it. Debbie stood up and pulled her top off, asking Dan to unclip her bra as she dropped her pants. We both stripped naked in time with her and I felt slightly inadequate next to this real man. He took her in his arms, or rather enveloped her as his lips crushed down on her and his hands explored her, moving from her neck to her breasts and then finally finding her wet cunt lips. I watched in awe as his fingers invaded her cunt and Debbie just swooned in his arms. I tried to play my part, standing behind her kissing the nape of her neck but found myself kissing the back of a hairy hand as he returned to her neck ready to lift her into the bedroom.

He carried her and laid her on the bed, her legs dangling off the base. He knelt between her legs and buried his face between them, I saw his tongue disappear into the slit between her neatly trimmed bush. I climbed on the bed and offered my cock to Debbie and she took it as she whimpered to Dan's invasion of her intimate spot. The slurping sound was erotic coupled with Debbie's whimpering, her buttocks rising to meet his mouth and she started her climb to orgasm.

Dan lay flat on her and kissed his way up her body as I watched. The shock was when he reached her mouth. Just as I went to pull my cock out, her gripped it, pulled it out and slid it into his own mouth, sucking with a force I had never experienced. He then offered my cock back to Debbie and took turn around with her at sucking. Once more I had to beg him to stop before I shot my load.

He rolled on to his back and said, “Now you two can do it!”

Debbie quickly went down on his big cock and I suddenly found a desire to join her. When she pushed it in my direction and my mouth hungrily engulfed it the feeling of another man's cock in my mouth was unbelievable. It was so hard, so living and so dirty!. I could taste his precum, drooling out of it and I didn't care. When I relinquished it to Debbie, I found my mouth drifting down between his legs and licking his hairy balls.

“Yes that's it lick me, suck me you cock hungry whores!” he said.

The words shocked me then I realised that at that moment, I was. I wanted to taste the cock that was going to fuck my Debbie, I wanted to feel its hardness and if I thought I could have, I would have liked to feel it enter me too. However, contrary to popular erotic writing, surely this virgin bottom would never take 10 inches in one go! These oral gymnastics went on for about 10 minutes before Debbie begged him to fuck her. I jumped to the bedside cabinet and ripped open the condom handing it to him. Just watching him trying to stretch it over his cock was mouth watering.

Debbie lay on the bed, her legs wide. He asked me to lie on top of her in a 69 position and, while she sucked my cock I started to lick her little nub. As I slurped away I was aware of Dan climbing on to the bed and his cock heading in my direction. As I licked, he pushed it past my lips and started his entry into Debbie, my tongue feeling the hardness of his cock pass me. The taste of the latex was strangely erotic and the rubber left a slightly numb feeling on my tongue. Debbie was gasping above me but she was so horny and so wet that his cock met little resistance as it slid into her, despite its size. As he started to fuck in earnest I had to move out but he rolled Debbie on to her side, her lags wrapped around his hips opening my view of his cock fucking her. I was able to slide in behind her and resume licking as he fucked her. I cupped his balls as he fucked and was able to lick them, my lips straying towards his arse where his musky masculinity was noticeable.

I stroked my own cock, no desire to take part. Watching this spectacle close at hand was enough to get me harder than I could ever remember. Debbie howled as she reached an orgasm, her sharp nails leaving red weals on his back. I hoped he didn't need to hide the evidence from anyone. He had her legs wide in the air now and I was standing behind him watching him pull almost fully out before slamming back into Debbie's stretched cunt. I was desperate to cum. I would have great pleasure in fucking Debbie after he left, at my own pace.

He pulled out of Debbie and looked at me, gripping me behind the neck and pushing me on to the bed beside her. He climbed back on the bed and ripped the condom off, arching his back as a spray of cum shot with such force it almost hurt. Both Debbie and I were sprayed across the face and neck and my own cock begged for release. When I announced my impending orgasm, Dan bent down and put his mouth over my cock, pushing my hand away and sucking hard. I fired into his mouth instantly and he drank every drop before licking his own cum off Debbie's face.

My shocked expression made him laugh. “A few years at swingers parties loosens inhibitions, he said.

For a first threesome, this guy was awesome, taking me to a place I never thought I could go, or would want to go. His complete relaxation about all aspects of sex found a bisexual side in me I hadn't fully realised existed but from that night onwards I looked at guys differently.

“Ok, so are you husband and wife, or boyfriend and girlfriend?” he asked.

I tried to bluff but he just continued. “I hope I fulfilled your fantasy.”

I smiled and nodded.

“Good, 'cos that was fucking great!”

Debbie was willing to let me fuck her again after Dan went. She and I were so randy that we fucked for over an hour after he left.

The meeting with Dan temporarily satiated our need for sex outside our relationship so when a call came from him about 3 weeks later, asking for another meet, we didn't agree immediately.

“I thought you might have called before now,” he asked.

“We weren't sure if we wanted or needed to do it again,” I answered honestly.

“I want us to fuck,” he said.

“Debbie?” I asked.

“No, each other.”

“I need to think about that one,” I replied.

I put it to Debbie, who was quite unconcerned.

“I can't imagine you taking his dick up your arse,” she said. “It took me all my time but it would be fun to watch you try.”

We met. It was one thing being the voyeur and watching my girlfriend being fucked, it was another having that role reversed and worse still, in a homosexual encounter. I went ahead because one minute it disgusted me and the next I had a steaming erection at the prospect. I drank probably a bit too much before we met. I took a Viagra, something I had never needed before and when we all came back from the pub, the session went exactly as it had the time before right up to Debbie getting fucked royally by Dan.

This time, halfway through fucking and with me relaxing and watching while wanking my cock, he told me to lubricate and fuck him. The sensation of sticking my fingers up another man's arse was odd. I could feel hairs dragging at my fingers as I slid them in. I was concerned about cleanliness but he seemed spotlessly clean. With Debbie's help, I had spent some time with a lot of soapy water at my own rear end, just in case I did manage to take cock.

I pulled on a condom and started to push against his rectum. Initially I kept sliding out and, if it hadn't been for the Viagra, I probably would have drooped. Suddenly my cock slid into him. All the way into him in fact. He gasped with a sharp intake of breath and I assumed I should have been more careful but I was in. The sensation was unlike that of fucking a woman's cunt. The grip was tighter and almost like a suction pump gripping me on all sides. My cock immediately went to full mast and I began to fuck while holding Dan's hips. He let my thrusts, push him into Debbie and he grunted in tandem with her as my actions were actually fucking both of them.

I began to get into the rhythm and was really hammering away at him. During this and with some fingering administration to Debbie's clit, Debbie came. At that point I was close to boiling point and announced I was going to cum.

“No you fucking don't,” said Dan, pulling himself off my cock. “Your need to feel a cock in you too.”

I was dreading this. Even with the Viagra, I started to droop to a semi-hard state while Dan rolled me over and had me lying on my side with my knees pulled up slightly towards my chest. Debbie looked on enthusiastically, lightly fingering herself as he watched. He lubed me with two fingers and that hurt. He spent some time, however and it gradually eased somewhat. I was told to open by anus as though I was about to push out but instead to relax and allow the fingers to invade me. It took around 15 minutes before he said he was going to try.

Debbie, God bless her, tried to help by scooting around to take my soft cock in her mouth and suck it gently.

Dan stretched the condom on and lubed his cock. First he pressed gently against my hole, and out. Each time he pushed slightly more until with a little plop, and a rather girly squeal from me, the head popped in. He stayed like that for around 5 minutes just pushing slightly and then back. When I asked how long he would stay with just the head in, Dan announce that over half his cock was now inside me. I couldn't believe it. My hands strayed around and felt, and sure enough, around 4 inches of thick cock were up my hole. The passiveness of the situation appealed to me. A burly guy, impaling me on his hunk of manhood.

I realised my cock was fully hard in Debbie's mouth. She assumed she had done her job but at that moment, Dan's cock had done it. I was impaled for over 20 minutes before he announced I had all his cock inside me and he actually started to fuck me. I can't say it didn't hurt because it did but the pain was weird in that it was sexually stimulating and eventually I crawled on to all fours and let him really impale me. He held my hips and fucked with firm strokes, banging against my cheeks as he did so. Debbie had returned to cock sucking and lay under me, her fingers between her own legs frigging quietly as this monster cock hammered by virginal hole.

Dan started to cum. I felt his cock go rigid and the sperm forcing up his cock with a rippling sensation on it's way to be arrested in the teat of the condom. An odd sensation gripped the tip of my cock and Debbie started gagging. I realised I had cum in her mouth, poor girl! The quantity seemed to be far greater than she was used to as she slid out, spluttering and coughing, spunk pouring out of her mouth.

She laughed afterwards and I apologised.

Debbie went off to clean up and Dan asked me what I thought of it.

“Strangely exciting,” I said.

“A one off?” queried Dan.

I didn't answer.

“It won't be,” he said. “That's why I'm no longer married, I needed cock too much.”

Of course I told him I was different. This was my first homosexual experience.

Somewhere deep inside, I knew it wouldn't be the last.

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Persuading Lucy

2011-07-14T08:04:00.000-07:00

Persuading Lucy

By kewtieboy

(MMF/voyeur/oral/bi)

“No, no, no” said Lucy. “We might enjoy our thrills in and out of bed but that’s our secret.”

“Come on Lucy, don’t tell me you don’t think little Steve’s cute,” I replied.

“Of course he’s cute but he’s almost half my age, and probably half my experience too.”

Steve was the apprentice I had been given to train. He was trying to become an electrician and the company was paying for his training plus I helped him with practical two days a week. He had driven to collect me the previous morning and when Lucy, my girlfriend of six years, walked in on us with nothing but a flimsy nightdress, his eyes had popped out of his head and I saw him adjusting his jeans when Lucy, completely oblivious to her effect of the teenager, sat down opposite drinking her orange juice with her little panties showing through the fabric.

Seeing a horny 18 year old panting over my 31 year old girlfriend caught me completely unaware and I was instantly hornier than I had ever been. I sat and let her talk, allowing his hormones to go into overdrive while, a little tongue-tied, he watched her. Not until she broke the spell and headed upstairs to shower did I finally get the courage to suggest we both get to work.

Steve was quiet in the van.

“How long have you known Lucy, Dave?” he asked me.

“Six years,” I replied.

“She’s very se…..em, pretty,” he mumbled.

“She’s a horny little bitch,” I said.

“In what respect?” he asked.

“She’s up for just about anything,” I replied, realising I was leading him on.

“Anything?”

“We’ve done a lot in our six years, I can tell you.”

I could see he wanted to ask more personal questions but he mumbled a little and then went quiet again, adjusting that promising lump in his pants.

Steve was very attractive. Even I found him attractive and my hidden bisexual feelings, long covered up since leaving college, were bubbling under the surface. It occurred to me that I might get the opportunity to satisfy two fantasies at once. This 5 feet 9 inch blonde stud didn’t have the exaggerated muscles of some young guys, just a well filled body and a six pack to make any guy jealous. Even I, at 32 was getting a little soft in the belly.

“We’ve even done threesomes,” I lied.

“With other women?” he asked.

“No, other guys,” I replied. “She loves two cocks at once and if I’m being honest, I love seeing her with another guy. I’ve even helped a guy put it into her.”

I’m sure I could feel my nose growing as I lied my way through this.

“Gosh you’re SO lucky. I struggle to get a girl to shag with me, let along someone else.”

“Looks like it’s got you going,” I said nodding to his bulging crotch.

His face reddened.

“I might have a chat with her if you like?”

“Oh I’m not, well maybe….! I’ve really only done it a couple of times,” he stuttered.

“All the better as she loves doing a bit of training.”

The subject faded away as we arrived at our job.

So here I was, home at night, trying to persuade Lucy that she would be doing a public service letting little Stevie get his hole (and failing to mention letting me get my hands on a cute cock too).

She just wasn’t buying it. I reminded her that we went a long way down the road to thinking of trying a swinger’s party just a few months previously and the only reason we hadn’t was the thought of it being out of our own control. I worried that I might not be able to enjoy seeing her getting shagged.

She hadn’t lost her temper so I went to plan “B” which consisted of a bottle of Rosé Cava, a slow build to shagging and fantasising a little as I did it. Never fails and when I started to tell her he was almost a virgin and his cock seemed bigger than mine, she said she would think about it.

It took another bottle of Cava the following night and another round of shagging and fantasising before she said that if Steve was keen, and she meant really keen, she would try it. She was nervous and I realised it could still all go ‘pear-shaped’ but my cock was ruling my head.

Steve was with me again on Friday and I was a little nervous thinking over in my head how to approach the subject. Though his cock obviously fancied it I thought his lack of confidence might get in the way.

“How many girlfriends have you had then Steve? I know at your age I had only had a couple,” I lied.

“Three proper ones,” he said. “The problem is they never seem to want to give out. They all find me attractive but start talking engagement rings after the first date.”

I could see why any girl would want to get her clutches in him. Strangely it’s the less attractive little runts like me who get their hole easily. Good for a shag but not sure if they want to spend their life with me.

“I told Lucy you fancied shagging her,” I suddenly said.

“Fuck why did you do that?” he said his face turning scarlet.

“To be honest, she’s such a horny bitch I need some help from time to time just to keep her satisfied and when you seemed interested I told her.”

He went quiet again and when my cell phone rang the subject was changed. I had to get back to subject.

“So what do you think?”

“About what?”

“You know what, shagging Lucy.”

“I might be a bit embarrassed with you there and her being experienced. What if I’m not any good?”

“Oh trust me Steve, you’ll be good. Surely you’ve been in changing rooms with mates before?”

“Well yes but not…..stiff!”

“I can assure you if you’re going to shag Lucy I’ll be stiff too. You might regret this if you refuse. Just think the chance to do exactly what you want with no worries, no hang-ups and no guilty conscience.”

“When?”

“Why not come around on Sunday afternoon and we can have a drink or two and see how we all feel. Then there’s no pressure.”

“Eh, ok then and if I’m nervous we can call it off?”

“Of course you can,” I said while thinking, “Over my dead body.”

Once my cock is full steam ahead, nothing stops my balls emptying!

Now Lucy!

“Isn’t that Rosé Cava just lovely Lucy? It’s a vintage one. Only the best for you my sweet.”

“It’s so kind of you Dave, you know I like the Vintage best of all.”

“I’ve invited Steve over for a drink on Sunday afternoon Lucy. I thought we could all get to know each other.”

I was sitting on the couch with my arm around her, the bottle almost empty and another on ice just in case.

“There’s more chance of him bottling it than you Lucy. It’s possible it may not happen so I thought we would just make it for a drink or two and see how things develop. I saw the way his prick jumped when he saw your panties so I think he might be a little rabbit when he gets going.”

“Ok!”

That’s all she said. No questions, no doubts, just a quick “ok.”

Thankfully Sunday was warm and very pleasant so I could wear shorts and a t-shirt. Lucy looked stunning in a white linen skirt and top. The fabric slightly showed her white bra and panties through the fabric and gave a really sexy promise of what might be underneath. When I saw Steve walking up the street, my heart was pounding. I was going to realise my dream. I had my camera handy in the hope that I might manage some shots of this wonderful event.

Lucy had been twitchy all morning and only my constant slutty remarks had kept her lubricated with excitement. Well not just remarks, there had been a bit of fingering too!

Steve looked like a clumsy teenage boy as he came in. I tried to sound as normal as possible as I drank in the naturally stunning young man. He looked like a male model but was thankfully a bit rougher around the edges and, standing in a pair of cargo shorts and polo shirt he looked as though he had stepped out of FHM magazine.

Lucy was lying out in the garden and I offered Steve a cold beer which he readily accepted. We made small talk before going out to chat to Lucy, now lying in a tiny white bikini.

“Sexy isn’t she Steve,” I said.

“Sure is,” he said.

“And to think you’re going to fuck her soon,” I added as Lucy shot me a disapproving look and Steve flushed red. “Let’s call a spade a spade,” I added, my hormones doing the talking and my cock painfully erect and eager to get going.

It was at the three bottle stage that I suggested we all go inside to the bedroom. Lucy was not leading so when I got her inside I spun her around and kissed her in front of him as he stood awkwardly by the door. I needed to get her partially exposed quickly so I ignored him as I kissed her deeply, fondling her breasts and then unclipping the strap of her bikini which fell exposing her firm pert breasts. The nipples were hard as rocks and pointing almost upwards.

That got his attention and I steered Lucy towards the door, slid sideways and pushed her to him. His hands instinctively went out and around her and after a few awkward seconds, he kissed her. Once they had kissed he and she started to warm up. I could hear him panting as his kisses became more fervent. His hands started to stroke her breasts and then his mouth moved down to kiss her nipples in turn. Lucy’s hands fell to the front of Steve’s shorts and she unbuckled the belt, pulled the stud and slowly un-popped the buttons on his fly. The shorts fell leaving him in a fashionable pair of multi-coloured Calvin Klein briefs with yellow band and a noticeable erection distorting the front. Lucy’s hands covered the lump and my breathing was becoming quite erratic. I managed to take a few discreet pictures silently with no flash and neither of them noticed.

I slipped my own shorts off and then my briefs, pulling off my t-shirt to stand naked, wanking my uncut 7 inch cock as I watched. Lucy’s hands were now inside his pants and as she fondled him he pulled off his top. His body was defined with a patch of blonde hair across his chest and a thin spiral heading towards his cock and balls. Shoes were kicked off and I moved forward to slide Lucy’s bikini bottoms off from behind her. I ached to see his boyish body naked and against Lucy’s. She now slid his briefs off and, as I stood behind Lucy grinding my hard cock against her bottom, I put my hands around to her front and was rewarded with hard teen flesh. His hard cock pointed upward and he pushed against her, both of us sandwiching her between hot cocks.

Lucy knelt and took his cock in her mouth. It was uncut and easily as big as mine but looked much thicker. I was facing him and was sorely tempted to reach across and kiss him on the lips but thought better of it. Instead, I stood alongside him and let Lucy feast on both cocks alternately.

“Stop please,” he said, “Or I’m likely to blow my load on your face!”

Much as I wanted to see that, it was much too early to bring this to an abrupt end. Lucy moved to my cock and as Steve watched, she licked and sucked me, from cock tip to balls. When she stood up, Steve took her and kissed her deeply, his hands all over her body caressing her tits and then sliding down between her legs, his fingers sliding into her wet cunt. There was a slurping sound as my very horny Lucy opened her legs slightly to allow him easy access.

He pushed Lucy on to the bed and as she lay with her legs draped over the base, he parted and knelt between them, pushing his face eagerly into her warm slit. I could hear him lapping as his tongue did its work and when he did pull back to ask if she was all right, his mouth was wet with her juices. I climbed on to the bed at Lucy’s head and slipped my cock back in her mouth. Lucy was whimpering as he licked away. Sometimes the whimpering rose in tempo as he pushed her towards a climax, then he would stop and she climbed back from the brink, just as he started it all over again. For an amateur he was doing all the right things for her.

After ten or so minutes, he climbed on to the bed in a sixty-nine position with her and again delved between her legs. I saw a possible opportunity for me so I joined Lucy as his cock aimed for her mouth. I started to kiss her just as it arrived between us and as Lucy’s tongue dashed out to receive it, I opened my mouth and it slid inside. For the first time since I was a randy teenager, I had a hard cock in my mouth. His pre-cum was dripping and mixed with my saliva as I slid the skin back with my free hand and concentrated on the head. Lucy licked his balls.

The feeling of rigid male flesh sliding the entire length of my mouth was overwhelming and I understood why so many women enjoy giving blow jobs. Steve, who I’m sure had no idea his cock was in a man’s mouth, was humping me for all it was worth. His groaning suggested he was heading back to climax when he stopped suddenly.

“Nearly cumming again,” he said as he withdrew.

“Fuck her Steve, please!” I said.

Lucy slid on to the bed fully and lay back to wait. Steve took a condom and stretched it over his brick hard weapon. I clicked again and he didn’t seem to mind so I started to photograph his preparation to fuck my lovely girlfriend. There was a look of lust in her eyes as she laid back on the bed, her sex wide open and wet and this young stud walking towards her about to fuck her.

Lucy rolled on her side. “Fuck me from behind,” she said.

It was always her favourite position. He climbed on the bed behind her, his thick cock looking amazing and purposeful. As he positioned himself I went over and clicked the moment really close up. His cock started its penetration as it slid into Lucy.

“Oh my God that’s wonderful, “she said.

Soon he was all the way in, sliding out then back in again. As he was behind her and the ‘show’ was much better from the front, I knelt down and moved really close smelling the odour of sex as he started to pump into her. I used the opportunity to get close, real close. My nose was an inch from his cock. I stuck my tongue out and touched the side and then pushed it to the entrance of Lucy’s cunt, letting it get drawn in as he fucked. I lapped her juices and licked her little nub.

Steve’s hands were on her breasts giving him purchase as he screwed her and Lucy’s pants became grunts and then she started to climax. My own cock was almost about to spontaneously cum, something that hadn’t happened to me since I was a horny teenager. I had to grip the head and hold it allowing my thoughts to drift away from the delightful scene in front of me.

Steve pulled out of her and I quickly slid into his position and entered her. I just had to fuck her while she was wet from his session. Steve moved to the front and I fucked as we sandwiched her and her kissed her on the lips. His cock was between her legs and I kept banging against it as I fucked. To be honest, I could only fuck for about 3 minutes or I was going to cum in her. I had to stop.

“Cum on me Steve,” said Lucy.

This was another of her little favourites, having hot cum plaster her. She and I lay alongside each other and she gripped my cock, gently wanking me as Steve stood over us both stroking his cock.

“I’m ready Dave, you had better get out of the way,” he said.

Lucy gripped me as we kissed and I forced my lips to hers as Steve’s first blast of cum sprayed over both our faces. A second and third followed very quickly and the copious quantity soon poured down and into the cavity between our lips, trickling into our mouths as we kissed. His fourth and final shot hit me fully on the face just as Lucy’s adept fingers brought me to my own climax. I felt the cum rocket like a steam train from my balls to the tip and the jet that came out would have put any youngster to shame. The first fired straight over out heads but the next three hit Lucy and I on the neck and face.

“You look well and truly decorated,” said Steve.

“That was amazing,” said Lucy. “I thought you were a near virgin?”

“I improvise a lot,” said Steve.

We sat around, comfortable in each other’s company for a couple of hours before Steve had to go.

“Want to do it again?” he asked.

“You bet,” we said in unison.

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Emma in Control

2011-04-23T09:47:00.001-07:00

Emma in control

By kewtieboy

(MMF/Gang Bang/IR/anal/bi first-time)

University was a great time for me. Staying away from home forced me to make friends and make friends I did. We learned a lot, of course, but we drank a lot, partied a lot, smoked a bit of weed and had fun. English university life is a play hard, work hard environment. Many late Friday nights a mixed group of us would be crammed into someone’s flat munching pizza, drinking beer and wine and smoking. The atmosphere was very sexually open and most of us guys had screwed at some time with most of the girls.

The extended group totalled about 14 but at any one time there would be 8 or 10 of us lolling about on the floor, groping a bit and kissing too. It wasn’t the first time that one or two couples would actually have sex in front of the others and many a time it would end up as a threesome or even foursome. It just went naturally.

We guys while never actually doing anything gay, would think nothing of handling a mate’s cock as he pushed it into one of the girls. Once I double fucked a girl with one of my mates and the sensation of his cock rubbing against mine as we fucked was absolutely awesome. He shot in her and pulled out and I finished off inside here sliding on his cum. The feeling was something I’ll never forget.

In those days, I never really looked at any of my mates and wanted to go to bed with them but I did get turned on watching them have sex and having a threesome with a mate as the third party. Watching a guy having sex and witnessing him while he is hot and horny is an amazing experience. I wouldn’t say I had never dreamed of one to one with a guy but only in my wanking dreams.

Real life is not like that though and once you move out of these teen promiscuous years conscience takes over. Girls want relationships and don’t want sex until they are sure you are the one. Guys get coy about showing their hard cock in front of mates and everyone worries about how much they drink and the possibility that they might get caught with weed. For me, sex life in my twenties was boring. I longed for the open sex, the orgies and girls who willingly talked about how horny they were.

I was still single, living in a nice little flat, occasional girlfriend and now 24. One night while horny and raking around on the internet, I came across a swinger’s site. Now swingers had never appealed to me. I preferred singles rather than being the extra to a couple but one ad looked really tasty. She was 22 and he was 28. She looked way too attractive to be trying to find anonymous sex and he was a heck of a lot better looking than I was. I couldn’t work out what they wanted that they couldn’t get elsewhere but I sent off a message and a picture.

The ad was quite simple: “Couple in serious relationship want to meet single young guy with no inhibitions and happy to explore his bisexual side. Emma has an exceptional sex drive and Martin needs help to fulfil it. Guys around our own age please and must we willing to explore new areas and have no hang-ups.”

Ok, so I was horny and when it’s late at night you would shag the nuns in a convent so I sent of a suitably horny message.

Two days later, I received a reply along with two pictures. One had Emma sitting on the bed with her legs wide open and her shaved cunt exposed. She looked younger than her 22 years. The second had her sucking Martin’s cock. I was told it was 6 inches and uncut and she looked as though she was enjoying it. I had a few from my college days so I sent of a picture of me naked and one of my cock entering one of my girlfriends from that era.

We decided not to meet for sex but to meet for a drink and a quiet wine bar in town was chosen. She was easy to spot. Slim with a short skirt and dark tights her blonde hair was cut short and her blue eyes seemed to smile at me as I entered the bar. She waved a warm and welcoming. Martin was just heading back from the bar with two glasses of wine as I walked up. He was and looked older than her. Around three inches short of six feet and very much a man to her girl, he had hair coming out of the top of his t-shirt, shaved hair, and designer stubble. He was quite muscular and didn’t look at all like the sort of guy that would even contemplate someone playing with his girl, or even worse, harbouring bisexual thoughts about him.

His handshake almost took my hand off.

“Olly,” I said. “I’m leased to meet you.”

“Oh so are we,” cooed Emma, “Aren’t we Martin?”

Martin smiled, looked at his glass and said, “Wine or beer?”

I chose wine.

After 20 minutes or so of niceties we slowly got around to sex.

Emma had gone to the toilet and Martin started to talk.

“Emma has been driving this. We joined the site a few months ago but as yet have not found anyone, or perhaps we’ve not had the courage to meet anyone. I think that perhaps Emma doesn’t get full satisfaction from our sex unless we are fantasising and we do that a lot. I won’t tell you what we talk about but she has some pretty clear ideas about how she wants turned on. I’m not badly equipped downstairs, if you know what I mean, but there are two themes running through Emma’s wish list. One is young guys and more than one if possible, and the other is a big cock in her. I believe you are quite well endowed Olly?”

I nodded as I saw Emma returning.

“You ever done a gang bang?” she asked as she sat down, almost as though her brain had been working while she was in the toilet.

“Sort off,” I said telling them all about our mini-orgies.

“You ever done a guy?” she then asked.

I explained quite honestly what I have already told you all earlier in this story.

“God you’re cute and exactly what we’re looking for,” Emma said. “Isn’t he Martin?”

Martin looked slightly embarrassed as he said, “Yes.”

I loved their candour.

“I have another confession,” Emma said. “Since Martin had done all that stuff when he was at school, I have this fantasy about being in the middle of a gang bang with young straight virgin teens who all want to fuck me and cum on me. Even better if they have girl friends who want to join us.”

“If only,” I thought. “That’s going to be a tough one!”

“One thing at a time Emma,” said Martin looking distinctly embarrassed, “you’ll scare Olly off.”

“Not likely,” I said as I adjusted my cock.

Emma noticed and smiled.

“Fancy coming back to our place?” asked Emma.

Since my cock was struggling to find a way out of my pants, I agreed.

The flat was in a block of six and was on the top floor. There were two bedrooms and two bathrooms so I was offered a towel and set off to shower. I was thankful to be able to freshen and was pleased they were doing the same as I love to think that no part of the body is out of bounds during sex.

I will tell you a bit about the ensuing sex if only to help describe Emma and Martin in more detail.

When we were all clean and partially still undressed from showering, Emma took the lead, kissing Martin, who again looked slightly awkward. Again I realised that Martin looked as straight as a guy could be. He had a couple of tattoos, one on each arm and he was firmly built though not quite stocky. Emma, in contrast almost looked like she was in her late teens due to her slight frame. As her breasts came into view courtesy of Martin’s handiwork, though small, like a young girl they stood out firmly and beautifully shaped with no droop at all. She was heating up even more than he was.

I slipped off my trousers and in my Armani whites, walked over to them. As I stood beside them, Emma’s hands gripped the front of my pants.

“Ooh, just what I’m looking forward to,” she said.

We all slid clothes off until we were naked. Martin was quite hairy across the chest and legs. His balls were tight to the body and his stiff cock looked to be a little above 6 inches long but quite slim. It wasn’t that small but I think I was beginning to understand what Emma was craving!

My dick is a fraction under 8 inches and thicker than most so when Emma saw it she dropped to her knees and took it in her mouth. This girl was definitely self-motivated.

Poor Martin looked at me and shrugged his shoulders as if to say, “What can I do?”

I held her head as she bobbed on my cock. Martin stood behind her rubbing his dick on her shoulders, his pre-cum dripping on her as he did so. He may not have been showing much action but he looked randy enough to pop his nuts just watching her.

When she stood, she dragged me by the cock to the bedroom with Martin following along.

I realised that if I didn’t do something, he was going to end up a spectator so I said to her, “I want to see you two fuck first.”

She stopped, almost disappointed and then pulled Martin to her, pushing him down on the bed and started her oral exercises on his cock. He loved it and he quickly asked her to slow down. She then climbed on top of him and straddled him lowering herself down on to his cock. It wasn’t the first time in my life I had ever seen two people have sex but it was still exciting. I stroked my cock and watched as his cock easily disappeared into Emma. She rode up and down on him and as she did, I went forward and standing on the floor behind her put my arms to her front and gently stroked her tits and tweaked her nipples. I kissed her shoulders and looking down at poor Martin he was obviously trying hard not to cum.

It was Martin who stopped it as he was close to emptying his balls. I got the feeling that, much as Emma had enjoyed, my larger cock is what she really wanted. When Martin slid from under her, she lay on the bed sideways and lifted one leg obscenely exposing her wet cunt to us both.

“Fuck me Olly,” she said.

I slid a rubber over my cock and positioned myself behind her so that Martin could watch easily. I gently probed my rigid cock against her entrance and it slid in with little effort. She was wet and hot and I was soon fucking her with ease, Martin kneeling on the floor close to her and wanking his dick as he watched his lover being fucked by a stranger. Any reluctance I had seen in his face earlier was gone as he discovered the delights of seeing his lover being defiled by another man.

If Emma had been noisy earlier, she was positively screaming now as my cock was forced into her. I realised that she couldn’t have had an orgasm with Martin because when she did, her bucking and screaming must have deafened the neighbours. Martin edged closer still watching my cock slide in and out. He was mesmerised.

“Lick me Martin,” she said.

“Ugh, how?” he replied.

“With your fucking tongue,” she said.

He leaned further towards the action and Emma grabbed the back of his head and pushed it between her legs. I felt his tongue lapping against my cock as he tried to slide it into her along with my cock. If I was hot before, this perversion pushed me straight over the edge and I pumped my cum into her hammering my full weight against her as I did. She came, or perhaps just continued to cum as I did so but when I slid my cock out, the massive load dangling at the end, she quickly turned and took Martin’s cock in her mouth sucking him frantically. The poor guy was so far gone that he was ready in around 30 seconds. He pulled his cock from her mouth and started to shoot. I hadn’t seen many men cum but this guy definitely should have been in the Guinness Book of Records. For such a small cock, the thin, creamy fluid came out in fast jets spraying over her face, hair, mouth, neck and the bedding. I figured there were around 9 or 10 forceful jets before he calmed down to the final trickle.

“Does he always cum like that?” I asked her.

“Usually,” she replied, drying the excess with a handy towel. “Well guys,” she continued, “that was bloody awesome. What should we do next time?”

As we sat around with a glass of wine afterwards, Emma confessed that Martin was getting a little worried about her increasing desire to try new things.

“He loves me, don’t you darling? The trouble is that I just want to try more and more new things and today’s little session has got me so hungry. I could do it all again right now.”

Martin again looked sheepishly at me but I realised I had a hot little chick here that might take me back to the horny little sod I was at college and perhaps beyond so I said to her, “I’ll go wherever you want to take me!”

“Really?” she said with an evil look in her eye. “Martin, you heard him so you’re a witness!”

This was said tongue in cheek but she meant it and poor Martin had a “rabbit in the headlights” look about him!

It was a week later when she phoned, “Hi Olly, how’s your cock?”

“Ready, willing and able,” I said.

“Good, as the young lad across the street is having his 18^th birthday party on Friday and his parents are going away for the weekend. We’re invited and I want him to fuck me!”

“So why tell me?” I asked.

“Cos you and Martin and going to get him going and lead him to me. I have a plan.”

This was a little odd to me. All I wanted was another shag and now I was going to be a pimp and for an adolescent kid as well.

“And what does Martin say?” I asked.

“He won’t mind when I tell him,” she said. “The lad has the hots for me but he’s way too worried cos I have a partner and I know his mum but as I say, I have a plan!”

I was now curious and I had to admit, I had enjoyed being a spectator when Martin screwed her so I agreed. What I couldn’t work our was how the heck she was going to walk in to a party and say to the neighbour’s kid, whose mother was a friend of hers, “fancy a shag,” and get it.

I called round on the Friday of the party at around 8.00pm and Emma explained.

“The kid has been giving me the eye for a few years and gets all flustered if either Martin walks in or I respond by smiling at him. For the last few months I have been giving him little glimpses of my panties when I sit down, or a bit of tit when I accidentally on purpose let the strap on my top slip. My idea is that we all go as the adults to the party, you and Martin make sure he has a few drinks in him and then you let slip that you have been giving me the eye and hope for a shag tonight when Martin’s not looking. Martin, on the other hand will tell him that he’s not too fussed if I sleep around as long as I go back to him. That should get him hot. I have the key to his parent’s locked den. If we head there I have a feeling he will follow for a glimpse at what is going on. That’s when Martin catches him and pushes him into the room. If we don’t catch him, we’ll get one of his friends. I know what horny kids are like at these parties.”

There seemed to be too many bits that could go wrong but as Emma had been stroking my cock during the conversation, I was ready for it.

“Here’s a present for you both,” she said handing me a Viagra.

This wasn’t something I felt I needed but I got the feeling she wanted her money’s worth out of the night.

“Martin swears by these,” she said.

I had a feeling Martin was a more reluctant partner than he was letting on but the flush from the Viagra gave him a hornier edge!

We entered the noisy throng about 9.30pm and the party was well underway. Most of the party-goers looked just old enough to drink but when I was introduced to the host, Larry who I was slightly surprised to see was part-Caribbean black. This was such a whitey neighbourhood it was not what I expected. He was a stunningly athletic and attractive boy and his liking for Emma was obvious as he kissed her on the cheek and she took his head in both hands and kissed his lips. If he could have been red-faced, he would have been. The guests were predominantly white with a few other black guys around.

Emma was the life and soul of the party. Her skinny tight white jeans showed a panty line and her tight little top showed her nipples. She wasn’t wearing a bra and the brown of her large nipples showed clearly through the top. She kept smiling at us and then took Larry on to the floor to dance. He had had a few drinks and was loosening up. He definitely enjoyed the attention and I saw him watch Martin to ensure he wasn’t doing anything wrong as Emma grabbed his waist to spin him around.

I managed to get into the company of Larry and a slightly older guy called Duke.

“She’s some girl,” said Duke, looking at Emma.

“You can say that again,” I replied, “And hot too!”

“Bet she’s a hot thing in bed,” he returned.

“She is,” I said as both boys’ eyebrows shot up and they looked at me.

I had decided to improvise.

Larry spluttered,” How do you know?”

“Oh fuck, “I said, “That just slipped out. “We’ve had a little fun together and I was kind of hoping I might get a little more tonight as she says she has they keys to your mum and dad’s den.”

“You’re hoping to have her here….tonight?” said Larry incredulously.

“Yeh,” I said, “How, are you jealous.”

“I didn’t think she would ever play away or …..”

Larry stopped.

“Or you might have tried your hand,” I said.

“Well I know I’m young and inexperienced but I kinda thought she was coming on to me sometimes.”

“Well if I do get my hand in her pants tonight, what if I let you watch from the door. I can leave it slightly open if you like.”

Larry spluttered again. “Oh I couldn’t…it wouldn’t be…!” Then he suddenly said, “Would you honestly let someone watch you?”

“I don’t give a shit,” I said. “I’m so fucking horny I don’t care. I’m just waiting until Martin’s past his best then I’m in there.”

I left the two of them talking animatedly and found Martin, filling him in on the story. I suggested that he make like he was going home at around 11.00pm and I would then take Emma to the den, leave the door slightly ajar and he should return around 11.30pm to look for his girlfriend.

“You know,” he said, “I’m really horny tonight at the prospect of seeing a black teenage cock entering her.”

“And a twenty-something white one, I hope,” said I.

Martin smiled and for the first time looked as though he really wanted this to happen. What made me smile is that the “victim” was the only person who didn’t know what was going to happen tonight!

When Martin said he was feeling tired and asked me to look after Emma in a slightly louder than normal voice, I noticed a very tipsy Larry looking across as he left. When he had gone I moved swiftly over to Emma and as we talked about our plans, I put my arms around her waist and held her close. She kissed me on the lips. This meant nothing to anyone other that Larry as no one else really knew who we were. After a few minutes of kissing I caught Larry out of the corner of my eye and as he looked at me, I winked at him. He coyly looked away. I hoped he would take the bait, for Emma’s sake.

I took Emma up the corridor of the bungalow to an ‘out of bounds’ extension of the house and in the darkness, we unlocked the door and entered the den. It was set up with a computer, office desk, large sofas and a flat screen television with sound system. A very nice layout indeed! I took Emma inside and we quickly set about laying the trap, putting on lamps around the room and adjusting the door so that it looked as though it had not quite closed. I then decided to have a little ‘me’ time before the show started.

I kissed Emma and slipped her top off revealing her wonderfully firm breasts. I lifted the right one and placed my lips over it licking around it and gently teasing the teat with my teeth. Emma was mewing quietly. She squeezed my cock through my jeans. The Viagra had done its work and I was absolutely solid, my foreskin awkwardly being stretched back within the confines of my briefs. She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off and I pulled her naked chest to mine feeling her soft breasts pressing against my lightly hairy chest. We were kissing quite heavily now my lips were exploring her neck and breasts.

I started to unbutton her jeans and they dropped to the floor leaving her in just a little pair of panties. My own followed afterwards and I was standing in my gleaming white briefs. I was aware of movement at the door and assumed our bait had a catch! Emma by now was caught up in the moment and dropped to her knees, pulling the band of my briefs down to release my aching cock which sprung up as though happy to escape its confines. She engulfed it with her mouth, steadying it with her hand. The thought that someone was watching really excited me. Emma was very busy slurping loudly as though feeding on my cock.

The door suddenly burst in and a startled black guy fell into the room with Martin behind them,

“I go away for 10 minutes and my wife is fucking my friend and the neighbour’s kid is wanking off to them,” exclaimed Martin. “Well don’t stop on my account,” he continued with a slightly teacherly manner, “In fact we might all get a crack at her, eh son?”

He started to pull his pants off, unbuttoning his shirt as he did so.

“Do you have the key?” he asked me.

I nodded to the table and he went over and locked the door.

Lance had a shocked expression on his face at the spectacle before him and by the time Martin was nude, he turned and said, “Strip!”

Emma walked over to Lance and groped the front of his jeans. “This feels very promising,” she said.

He hesitantly started to strip as Martin and I stood behind her feeling her body all over. I could see a bead of perspiration on his forehead as his hairless naked chest came into view and she unbuttoned his jeans pulling them down followed by a hideously bright yellow pair of boxer shorts. The piece of teen boy meat that thumped out was quite impressive, just a little longer and thicker than mine and uncut.

She dropped down and started sucking his cock and he made little “oh” sounds as she did so.

“Is this ok Lance?” she asked.

“Oh yes,” he replied.

His pubic hair was a small patch of tight black curls and his balls were proportionately way smaller than his cock but I was going to enjoy watching this happen.

Martin and I were slightly out of the action and there was a limit to what we could do as she gulped Lance’s big cock. Martin reached across and gripped my cock.

“I like to think that this is going into Emma,” he said. “It turns me on.”

That appeased my initial shock at being groped by a guy and I turned towards him to give more access. He must have taken this as an invitation because he dropped to his knees and mirrored Emma’s actions sucking my cock. The shock was quickly overtaken my the excitement at getting some action and, as Emma stood and kissed Lance deeply before leading him to the couch, Martin really did freak me by standing and kissing me. This was new, very new and I froze, my lips hanging like slabs of cold meat as his tongue invaded my mouth and his hand went behind my head to force his tongue deeper into me.

Emma ripped open a condom and started to roll it over Lance’s cock. He looked nervously at Martin as if for approval but Emma really wasn’t interested in Lance’s concern. Once the condom was on, she lay back on the sofa pulling his cock as she went. He settled between her legs and started to enter her. There was little finesse as his thick black cock slid into her and with her legs raised Martin and I had a great view. Martin left me and went over to Lance placing his hand in Lance’s arse as he fucked. His hand traced down to cup Lances balls as they slapped against Emma. Lance was too far gone to care and his fucking was more like an animal rutting. He took a little time to hold Emma’s tits as he went and I stood by stroking my cock and now superfluous to the action.

Martin and I went over to stand either side of Emma, one knee on the sofa and she took a cock in either hand, leaning over to lick the head of mine and then Martin's. We each caressed a nipple and I tweaked her gently. Emma was well gone her mouth open and her breath coming in short pants as she had a cock in each hand and one inside her.

“Oh fuck, fuck,” said Lance as his fucking became more staccato and he was obviously pumping his boy sperm into her. He slid out quite quickly with his load dangling at the end of the condom looking quite volumous. Martin went between Emma’s legs and immediately entered her to fuck. His technique wasn’t much different from Lance’s and I realised Martin was bisexual and the thought of two naked guys was a turn on for him.

My turn was coming so I slipped my condom on and waited as an embarrassed Lance started to get dressed. He smiled as he unlocked and slid out of the door. I quickly locked it again lest one of the kids came in. As I turned I heard Martin’s orgasm and realised I still had heard little from Emma.

When I approached her I made her stand and bend over the couch, sliding my cock into her from the rear. That brought a gasp from her. I kissed her back and held her left breast with my left hand while using my right hand on her right shoulder for purchase as I started fucking. I loved this position as I could feel my cock being slightly restricted by the angle of entry and my foreskin slid back and forth inside her. I was determined to bring her to orgasm and gently angled my cock head to brush past her clitoris as I fucked her.

“Oh Olly, God Olly, oh my God,” she screamed and I slowed my pace to a more determined fucking one.

I was close but I really needed to hear her cum.

Thank goodness for the noise from the party because the scream that came from Emma sounded like someone being murdered. Martin was rushing around trying to shush her and looking nervously at the door as Emma’s back slowly relaxed and my cock slithered out of her very wet cunt.

“I’ve never heard her cum like that before,” said Martin.

I felt like saying, “She’s never been fucked by three cocks including a black teenager before either.”

When we unlocked and relocked the door and went back into the general mêlée that was Lance’s party I saw Lance look away and Duke’s eyes fix on us. I figured Lance had told him. Emma and Martin started to prepare for their departure but not before Emma went over to Lance and spoke quietly in his ear. He nodded enthusiastically.

As I walked back over to Emma and Marti’s to call a cab, I asked her what she had said.

“You can have pussy whenever you want as long as you keep your mouth shut and being your friend next time!”

Emma had me under her spell. From subsequent chats online she told me her interest in this had come from two things. Firstly she had been in a gang of mainly boys when she was younger and they had all learned about sex using her and another girl as the practice dummy and secondly was finding out that Martin was bisexual and therefore not averse to having other naked men present. I asked her how gay Martin actually was and she said he had had encounters before they met but he had restricted his “gay” tendencies to what I had witnessed even though it freaked guys out sometimes.

I asked how far she wanted to go and she replied that as long as it was safe she just loved being the centre of attraction sexually. I asked if she had ever though of being gangbanged and she said she had but didn’t fancy old boys pawing her or anyone being rough.

“And how would Martin feel?” I asked.

“He would manage a few of them” was her answer.

“I meant about you,” I said.

“Whoops sorry, she replied. “I think he would be in the middle as long as he got a bit too.”

I didn’t feel this was something I could organise but I felt a change in me. I couldn’t understand why the thought of being in a group of guys shagging one woman appealed to me. I questioned it and thought that perhaps secretly I was proud of my prowess and maybe didn’t mind other guys seeing how good I was at sex.

At 28, Martin must have felt a little “old” in the company of me and also Lance so when Emma phoned me to say that she had bumped into Lance who had been slightly embarrassed about the party night, however once she had asked him a bit more about his friend Duke he had perked up at the possibility of the two of them having her. Of course she forgot to mention Martin and I.

On the night, I arrived early having bathed myself so much my skin hurt. I didn’t want any guy thinking I wasn’t clean. Emma, Martin and I sat sipping some wine when the lads arrived at the back door, not daring to be seen by Lance’s parents.

After Emma offered a couple of beers to the lads and 15 minutes of small talk followed, she disappeared again.

When Emma returned she was naked except for a small pair of white panties and even these had a lacy open weave which showed her neatly trimmed bush and slit.

“Why don’t we all strip down to pants boys?” she said, to which both Martin and I obliged.

Lance and Duke were a little more hesitant stopping after their shirts were off. I got the feeling they had expected Emma to themselves.

“C’mon studs, let’s see some boy meat,” said Emma as she approached Lance and started to unbuckle his jeans.

Duke took the hint and we were soon blessed with the most hideously coloured boxer shorts I have seen. One pair were bright yellow, which I remembered from that last encounter with Lance, and Duke’s were a weird turquoise colour with some kind of pinkish flower motif. These guys were not used to being seen unclothed, that’s for sure.

Martin was on to Emma and their kissing brought his erection up to stretch his white Aramanis. He then asked the guys to take her and they both walked across naked and clumsily, their black erections up to full length. Duke was more impressive than Lance and with an uncut cock which seemed to be around 9 inches at least Emma’s eyes lit up. I stood stroking my cock waiting my turn after the boys had her well fucked when I felt Martin’s mouth wrap around my cock. I still was not too comfortable with a guy sucking me but I was horny and he was good at it to I let him, not sure what the boys would say if they saw it. They were very busy.

Lance was already fucking Emma. His tight little black buns were humping up and down and from my position I could see the long black cock sliding in and out against her pink flesh, her juices glistening as they lubricated his cock. Lance was offering his monster to Emma’s willing mouth and both lads were grinning like Cheshire cats. Duke kissed Emma and manipulated her tits with his big hands.

“C’mon bro, let me in,” Duke said to Lance.

Lance slid out and Duke took his place. As he pushed into her she wailed as though the breath was being pushed out by the big cock. I went over to kiss her and replace Duke at her top end and noticed Martin had already grabbed a surprised Lance by the cock.

“Let me, please,” he said to Lance.

Lance stood back proudly and let his cock stand out. “Once good turn deserves another,” he said.

Martin enveloped the black cock and he slid the skin back slightly as his mouth engulfed it. As he sucked Lance was well into the blow job. There was no doubt at Martin’s sucking skills.

“Jeez man, slow or I’ll blow,” he gasped.

“Fuck me,” said Martin.

Lance looked at him quizzically as if to say “how do I do that?”

Martin quickly lubed his ass and Lance’s cock and he bent over the bed end doggy fashion, alongside his wailing wife who was being fucked royally. I had never seen two men having sex before so was interested to see what happened.

Lance was not the most delicate of sexual partners and showed no care in pushing his big black cock into Martin’s arse. It was obviously hurting but Martin was not going to complain. Martin took its full length in under a minute and soon both husband and wife were being fucked by black cock. It was amazing to see a large black cock sliding into a man’s hole and Lance gripped Martin’s hips for purchase as he fucked steadily and quickly.

Duke dumped his load quietly. Only a sharp exhale of breath told me he had cum. Lance was more vocal as he pumped his hot cum into Martin. Both boys were quick to look awkward after they withdrew their slowly dwindling cocks and started to dress. I realised at this point that no one had used condoms. The sudden thought of hot boy cum in both husband and wife turned me on. I put myself between Emma’s legs and slid my cock into her. It slid in so easily I hardly felt any grip at all. I could hear the slopping of Caribbean cum as I fucked and I used all my skills to rub the tip against Emma’s clitoris as I entered. She helped by fingering herself as I fucked.

Her orgasm as before was noisy and her nails gripped into my skin as I pumped her. I was struggling to cum myself as there just wasn’t the grip on my cock (after the black monster had widened her) but she had a noisy peak as I slid out.

“Have you cum?” said Martin.

“Not yet,” I replied as he turned to offer me his hole. “Would you do me?” he asked.

I noticed the lads had already left, so much for manners. I bent Martin over and slid my cock into his hole. After Lance’s invasion of him, it slid in quite easily and once again the feeling of warm cum was an aphrodisiac.

“Fuck me Ollie,” he said, stating the obvious as my cock hammered into him.

Emma climbed on the bed to face him and kissed him as my cock rammed up his arse. The feeling of tight bum hole was amazing after the looser feeling I got when fucking Emma. I had never had anal sex so this was a first and I knew it wouldn’t be a long session. Emma slid under Martin and gripping his cock, started to suck him as I fucked him.

“I’m gonna cum in you,” I said.

“Please,” pleaded Martin as my balls discharged a load that I could feel from my balls to the tip as it fired into Martin’s eager arse.

I heard the gasp from Emma as her face was whitewashed with Martin’s cum.

“Fucking hell Martin, you’ve never cum like that before,” she said, the copious load dripping off her chin.

“Well what did you think of your first man,” said Martin.

“It’s nice to have a choice,” I said, “and not to put all your eggs in one basket, so to speak.”

We all giggled and collapsed back on the bed.

I had threesomes with Emma and Martin again and the sex was good. I was grateful to them for making me appreciate my full market value in that I could easily have sex with a man as well as a woman. Further sessions followed with other bisexual couples but nothing ever is like your first time.

I didn’t see either of them for a few months as work took me away from home but I kept in touch and was aware they were still swinging away. When I received the e-mail from Emma, I was surprised at its contents. Emma and Martin had, over the last few weeks organised a gangbang supreme. Six guys were going to come around to their house and all had agreed to fuck both of them. This sounded really interesting and I agreed to be the seventh.

I was slightly late in arriving and by the time I got there a naked Martin let me in. It was suggested I strip naked in the bedroom as everyone was in the lounge stark naked already. I did as asked and joined the throng, all standing socially around drinking beer and wine and all naked. The oldest guy was about 30 and the youngest looked to be about 19. After sipping my drink Emma, as always, took control.

“My dear, randy, bisexual husband needs a cock in him from time to time and as you have already guessed, I am the bait to him getting it. If you want to fuck me, you need to fuck him. If you can guys, we would both love you to dump your cum on us at the end. We’ve talked about this for some time and hope you all enjoy giving us our fantasy.”

With that, Emma took the youngest guy’s cock in her mouth while all the other guys gathered around her gripping her little pert tits or smacking their cocks against her cheeks. Martin looked a little lost so I went over to him.

“I’m going to fuck you first,” I said to him, knowing it would get me into Emma.

Martin lubed himself and I used my finger to push the lube up his hole. This time I did use a condom and slid it over my cock, lubricating the latex as I prepared. I made Martin go to the floor on all fours and got behind him angling my cock to slowly slide it into him. The tightness of his ring was amazing. It felt as though my cock had no chance of going in when it suddenly opened and accepted me. Soon I was in him to the hilt, my balls banging against his cheeks as I fucked him. It was an easy sensation to get used to.

I looked at Emma and the oldest guy had her on the floor. He entered her cunt from the back, her left leg lifted so all of us could see his cock sliding into her. The young guy knelt to the front and licked her clit as she was being fucked while the other guys stood around stroking their cocks. One Oriental guy of about 26 offered his short fat cock to Emma’s lips and she dutifully obliged in sucking him.

I was wanking Martin as I fucked and it didn’t take long for us both to have to stop lest we come to a speedy climax. I withdrew and one of the other guys slid into him. I stood by and watched as Martin took his slightly smaller cock easily.

When my turn came for Emma, I took went behind her to enter her thrice fucked cunt when the Oriental guy lay down facing her and started to ease his cock into her as well. By pulling back slightly, both of us managed to slide the heads of our dicks into her and with some wriggling were both up to the hilt inside her. I let him fuck as I stayed inside her and the feel of his cock rubbing against mine as he fucked her was absolutely awesome. I held Emma’s firm breasts in both hands as the Oriental guys kissed her. Martin had his fourth cock inside him by now. His was a straight queue of fuckers and as yet no one had cum.

Emma started to wail as she headed for her climax and the now familiar shriek almost brought the house down as we both brought her to her peak.

Her remaining fucks were more in the missionary position than mine had been and soon an hour had passed and all of us were hot and sticky. Her final fuck, with full audience, was Martin and we all stood and applauded his session. His smaller cock must have slipped in easily after the seven that had gone before.

She lay down on the carpet with Martin alongside her and started to rub her clitoris while he wanked.

“Now for the finale guys,” she said.

The 19 year old bent his knees, aimed at her breasts and shot off an amazing spray of cum. Around five shots blasted across Martin and Emma’s chests and faces and started dripping immediately. The 30 year old guy went next and his thick cum initially shot two blasts then a couple of heavy dollops landed on Emma’s face and mouth. Two guys, who looked around 27, took up position beside them and one fired on Martin with the other on Emma. Her face by now was a distorted mess of cum. A little 23 year old set off a jet of cum that would have done the London Fire Service proud. His short cock fired off around seven jets most again finding Emma. I couldn’t wait and as another guy my age lowered himself to aim at Emma, I found my cock erupting all over Martin’s face. He pulled me down and took the tip of my cock in his mouth, catching about 50% of my load.

Martin quickly sat astride Emma and fired his famous load all over her tits as she arched her back in orgasm her finger finding just the spot to do so.

Emma looked a sorry mess of cum, not helped my Martin’s quota dripping on to her. She seemed to love it. Grabbing towels, we all mopped up and made the usual after sex small talk.

After everyone had gone, Emma and Martin thanked me for having helped them express their sexual desires over the last few months. They, in turn had expanded my sexual appetite and we again agreed to meet soon.

Sadly it was not to be. I had to move with my job and though we made constant promises to meet up again it just didn’t happen. My own sex life, nevertheless, moved on leaps and bounds, not restricted by one partner or, in fact by one sex and I was able to take my training at the hands of Emma and Martin and spread my experience to others.

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The Sleepwalker

2011-02-15T07:51:00.000-08:00

The Sleepwalker
By kewtieboy

(Sleep/alcohol/MM/non-consensual)

The apartment block I lived it had around 16 flats in it. Most were 2 bedroomed except for the grandly titled “penthouse” flats. Both of them had 3 bedrooms and open roof space. The majority of owners were older though there was a sprinkling of younger couples, some who rented from absent landlords. I was a 29 year old gay guy who enjoyed the block as it gave me a fair amount of anonymity.

One of the main attractions was that, though the elevator was entered from the main hall, the stairs were behind them and to the rear. Any casual trade could be brought in without any nosy neighbours commenting on my choice of sleeping partner.

I was staring out of the window from my flat on the third of the four floors when I saw new neighbours move in. Though the removal men were doing most of the work I could see a couple in their forties and a pretty young boy who looked like he might be their son. It was difficult to judge his age. His image looked to be about 14 or 15 but there was a chance he was older. The skater boy image and soft curly blonde hair played tricks and he was horsing around with one of the removal men making him look quite young.

It was 2 days later when I bumped into the couple. They were taking a suitcase out to a top end Mercedes E-Class, I introduced myself and they reciprocated. When I offered help if they needed it, they pointed out that they were not, in fact, staying and they had bought the flat for their son who was going to be at University and would be staying on his own unless they came to visit. Their flat was on the floor beneath mine and on the opposite side.

“I’ll go and get Sean for you,” said Mum, “so you can say hello.”

With that she popped upstairs and came down with this apparition of beauty. Sean was obviously 18 but small and slim. His blonde hair was a mass of curls which though untrained, somehow seemed to form a style. His eyes were so piercingly blue that they almost looked like coloured contact lenses. He wore surfer shorts and a white vest and he had little freckles on his arm and his nose.

“Hi, I’m Sean,” he said putting out his hand and flashing dazzling white teeth.

“Rick,” said I. “Feel free to knock on the door if you have any questions about the neighbourhood.”

He said he would and ran back upstairs.

Any doubts I had that Sean could be gay, were sadly dashed within a week of his parents going. He had a steady stream of friends, male and female and, though there were no noisy parties, there were quite a few “gatherings” of friends with some staying overnight and cases of beer being taken in. I was left as a randy spectator, feeling particularly old. I have to say that fantasies about what I could do with Sean featured heavily in my late night wanking sessions.

One Saturday night I was out moderately late. It was around 12.30am and as I walked into the small estate, I saw Sean ahead of me weaving his way towards the house, the worse for drink. I caught up with his and gave a quick “Hi,” keeping pace until we reached the apartment block and we used the lift, him getting off at the floor below mine.

It must have been around 1.30am when I went out to put some newspapers down the rubbish chute. I heard a voice in the stairwell at the rear of the flats. The stairs were reached through a door and were carpeted but rarely used because of the lifts. I gently pushed the door open and walked down the first flight to see Sean sitting on the steps talking to himself.

“…..bitch wouldn’t put out. Frigid cow!”

I walked down and said a quiet “Hi Sean.”

He kept rattling on about the girl he had made a pass at and been rejected by as though I wasn’t there.

“Are you ok, Sean?” I asked.

There was still no response. His eyes seemed open and he looked into the middle distance. I touched his arm and he lifted it to put his hand on mine, still mumbling. I realised he was asleep. I tried gently waking him but to no avail. I couldn’t remember what one was meant to do with a sleepwalker so I gently took his arms and asked him to stand, trying to get him back to his flat. He stood.

“So you’re going to come back then,” he said.

Playing along, I said I would. I assumed he was talking to the girl in his dreams.

He stood and I took him down to his flat. His door was on the latch so I pushed it and took him inside. He walked in and turned to the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed and started to strip. I was getting nervous as I didn’t want him to waken and find me there but I also wanted to see how far he would go. His trainers slipped off, his t-shirt pulled over his head, socks slipped off and then his shorts pulled down to reveal white Armani hipsters with a blue band and a nice package. He pulled back the bedspread and climbed into bed pulling a single sheet over him.

I spoke again to him with no response. I sat for about 15 minutes and spoke again - still no reaction. I gently pulled back the white sheet to reveal his body and he rolled on to his back as I did so. I looked at this beautiful creation and knew I had to try something. I put the palm of my hand on his bulge and pressed ever so gently. I then rolled it slowly back and forth over the head of his cock. There was little reaction. I gently tried to pull the band of his briefs down but it was proving difficult when he suddenly lifted his bum off the bed and stripped them down and off before flopping back down on the bed.

His cock was only about 3 inches soft with sagging balls, a little redder that his cock. His blonde hair was reddish and his cock was uncut. I lifted it with my fingers and slowly stroked it. I then knelt beside him and slowly placed my mouth over the soft meat, taking all of it inside. I squished it around tasting the musky teen organ. I felt it slowly fill with blood and once it started the rise to full size was quite quick. Soon it was a little over 6 inches and stiff as only a teen cock can be. The foreskin slid slightly back to reveal his pink head and I was gripping with one hand and sucking with the other. He was pushing upwards as I sucked down.

I cupped his balls as I sucked and I then released my own cock, holding and sucking with my left hand while wanking myself with my right. How I wished I had my camera. I stood up and placed my dripping cock against his lips. My precum dripped on to his lips and he unconsciously licked them. I was ready to cum without even touching myself.

I opened his legs and teased his rosebud with my finger and I heard him moan softly. My mouth found his cock again and I started to suck him quite forcefully now.

“That’s it bitch,” he said, startling me. “Take my load you stuck up cow.”

I had slightly slowed down as he spoke terrified he would open his eyes but he just kept thrusting his hips to push his cock into my mouth. When he came there was no groan, no moan. I just suddenly had a mouth full of teen cum. When I say “full” I mean “full.”

The cum was trickling down my mouth and I inadvertently swallowed quite a lot. I’m not a great fan of the taste of cum but for him I made an exception. He gave no reaction at all as his cock slowly shrunk from my mouth.

I stood up, looking down at him and wanked myself ready to catch my cum in my hand but such was the force that it shot across his balls and soaked his already cum covered pubic hair.

I was scared now. I quickly wiped him with his briefs, pulled up his sheet and slipped back to my flat with heart thumping.

When I next saw him a couple of days later he was his cheery self and seemed to be none the wiser. It was at a community meeting in a neighbour’s flat when an awkward looking Sean, not sure what his part was in such an event, relaxed with a few glasses of wine and confessed that he was an occasional sleepwalker. He told me that he had been so since he was 6 and nowadays it happened when he was stressed and drank too much. He also told me he had once been found a mile from his parent’s house so he tended to always double lock his flat door from the inside to stop himself “escaping.”

I hoped another opportunity might arise sometime.

I would be lying to you if I didn’t say that I hung around on Saturday nights for a few weeks hoping for a repeat but it didn’t happen. Any time I did see him, he had mates or some girl her had picked up in tow. I therefore gave up assuming it was the chance of a lifetime to have my way with a 100% straight cutie and I should consider myself lucky it happened at all.

Things changed one Friday when I heard the obvious ruckus of a party in his flat as I came home. It was around midnight and he was obviously trying to get rid of some mates who had overstayed their welcome. I passed him on the ground floor as he waved his farewells. I caught some of the conversation but it seemed he was dumping everyone because he had a “hot little bitch” waiting upstairs. I also heard the comment that she was already too far gone to be any use to him. How I wished I could be a fly on the wall when he returned to his flat. I would have loved to see him in action, even with a female.

At 2.00am I looked out of the window down into the street and saw Sean sitting on the wall. Fearing something may have happened I pulled on some shorts, a t-shirt and, for some reason, picked up my camera before heading down. I approached him quietly and then asked how he was. There was no response to my question but he stood up and quietly walked back into the block, using his key to enter as though it was quite normal. I knew he was sleepwalking.

I followed, quietly talking to him. “How was the fuck?” I asked.

He mumbled, “Gonna do her right now!”

I kept beside him and decided that under the pretence of making sure he got home, I would go into his flat and see the lie of the land. His door was unlocked but he tried to open it with his key until I pushed it open and we entered. In the flat and lying on the sofa was a naked young girl. Her legs were wide apart and her vagina gaping open. She was out cold. Beside her on the floor were three used condoms, none of which had any cum in them. I got the feeling he had been shagging her but getting little response had given up.

I took his arm gently and steered him to the bedroom where the double bed had been slept in but only on one side suggesting he had given up and gone to bed only to get up and sleepwalk an hour later. I started to strip him but he took over and soon stripped naked his soft cock hanging over his balls. He just stood there so I took some pictures of him in the nude and then stroked his balls while I took another with my spare hand. He started to push me on the bed mumbling about wanting to fuck.

I stripped my shorts off quickly and let him push me. He kissed my lips and started to squeeze my tits. Thankfully I am not hairy so there were no shocks for him. I rolled him on to his back where he instantaneously fell silent, his cock now slightly erect. I went down between his legs and started to suck him. His cock responded far quicker than last time and I soon had his full 6 inches in my mouth. My own cock was up to the full 7 inches and leaking. I slid out and took some more pictures of him sprawled on the bed with his erect cock sticking up in the air when an idea came to me.

I went to the bathroom and found some antiseptic cream in the cabinet and quickly used it to lubricate my hole. I dashed back and climbed on top of him to sit on his still erect cock. It took a little work but the semi-conscious Sean started to work with me and I assume he thought he was fucking his little friend from the sofa. He grunted as he thrust upwards and his fabulous little cock felt amazing inside my hole. I snapped a few close ups of his entry for future wanking fodder and then laid the camera down to take my own cock in hand. Dangerous or not I wanted his cum inside me. I rode up and down while squatted over his body and Sean’s body moved upwards to meet me. My hands stroked his nipples which he seemed to enjoy and when I could I snapped as many shots as I dared without losing the action.

He grunted and pushed harder than ever and I felt his warm teenage cum forcibly squirt into my hole. My cock erupted in a dangerous volcano of cum which splattered on his chest and lips.

I sat still with his shrinking cock slowly slipping out as his erection faded and followed by the trickle of his copious load. I slipped out of bed and grabbed a towel to mop him and me. I leaned forward and slid my tongue into his mouth as I kissed him. There was a meagre response and he grumbled and turned on his side to sleep.

I dressed and left.

Within a month the Summer recess had started but Sean never did return. His parents eventually sold the flat and I have no idea why he pulled out of college. I may not have another opportunity to get into Sean’s pants but I still have my memories and photos.

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Jenny Takes Control

2010-10-15T09:28:00.000-07:00

Jenny Takes Control
By kewtieboy
(MMMF/wife sharing/anal/ bisexual/ mild incest)

My bisexual tendencies were known by Jennifer before we married. My male encounters had been at school and later at an all male college. There weren’t hundreds of guys but the sex had been quite intense and probably unusual for a guy like me I had actually had active and passive penetrative sex with a room mate I had really fallen for. He moved on and so did I and when I met Jenny, she was my first proper girlfriend. She had the shiniest brown hair I had ever seen and her piercing blue eyes captivated me. She was a good six inches shorter than my six feet but had a great body and pert 38 inch bust which she displayed to good use in reeling me in.

She kept me from sex for over three months. My female contacts had been limited and at 18 I had only had sex with three girls. All of them had been one night stands so my confidence with someone I really liked was somewhat limited. When the night came, I drank too much and she took complete control, dominating the whole sex session and sat astride me for penetration. Thankfully I had no erection problems as I thought I might. This was almost definitely helped by her dominant role.

It was that night I told her about my sexual history. The drink set it off and relief at achieving a decent orgasm for both of us made me braver than normal. Surprisingly she took it in her stride and asked me some intimate details about what I had done and how much I had enjoyed it. She told me about her sexcapades including one threesome with another girl and her boyfriend so I felt we both had a slightly kinky past.

At 22, we were both in a shared rented flat we called home. She was still at university and I had just taken up a junior apprenticeship with an accountancy firm. We hadn’t married and we were still shagging like rabbits. When we were out on the town she would tease me when a cute guy went past.

“Fancy his cock in you then Max?”

Thank goodness she had stopped calling me “Maximillion.”

“I think he’s more you than me,” I would joke back,

She knew I still had a penchant for college guys mainly, I suppose, because I had lost my virginity to a college guy. I knew she loved fresh meat too but it was all talk and banter. I loved the honesty in our relationship though I hadn’t told her that I was beginning to get a very strong urge to suck cock and only my love for her stopped me for searching for it.

Jenny came in from university one evening and said, “Apparently you’re a poof.”

“Sorry?” I spluttered from within my mug of tea.

“There’s this little stud at university who told me today that you had been shagged up the bum by his gay brother. He obviously has the hots for me and thought that by dropping this bombshell it would have me in tears and hugging him for comfort. His name’s Leo and his brother is Matt. He was quite upset when I told him you had enjoyed it and particularly his brother’s big cock!”

“I didn’t say that,” I said.

“I know but it was enough to have him walking off scratching his head.”

“What was he like?” I asked.

“Bloody cute! He looked more 16 than 18 and was only my height. He was very slim and very boyish. He also looked very randy!!”

“Jenny, how could you?”

“Well you were fucked by his gay brother,” she responded with a sly smile. “The little runt needs taught he shouldn’t go maligning people’s lives though.”

The subject was dropped and she told me a few days later that apart from the odd shy smile, he had kept his distance. Things changed about two weeks after that when she told me he had made conversation with her again and asked if it hadn’t bothered her that her boyfriend “took it up the arse.”

She told me that she had said it was quite the opposite and she would love to see it happen and would even love to be involved, however, we were loyal to each other.

“Did you actually mean that? I asked,

“I think I do,” she said, “but it’s for selfish reasons, I quite fancy the little runt and I’m sure he’d be crap sex so quite right for dominating. Then I could threaten him about his sex life. Obviously his brother would be useless if he’s 100% gay.”

“Jenny, are you suggesting we have sex with someone else?” I asked, my heart pounding and cock swiftly rising.

She leaned across and squeezed my crotch. “I think you would quite like that, wouldn’t you?”

I nodded.

Something I had always seen in Jenny but had never really acknowledged before was now very apparent. She liked to be in control and there was a slut inside her waiting to get out. As soon as she said she wanted sex with someone else with me there, I also realised something in me. I wanted it to happen as it allowed me to get my hands on a guy without jeopardising our relationship. My cock was brick hard.

“Come here you,” she said grabbing me by the scruff of my shirt and dragging me to the bedroom.

We fucked like we had never before. I lay on the bed, my cock standing skyward as Jenny lowered her dripping wet cunt on to me while facing me. She then rode me, her head thrown back and fucked me until I shot my wad inside her.

“Leo was panting after me again today,” she said when she came home. “I told him you were twice the man he was and he said he would like to prove me wrong. Once I tucked his panting tongue back in his mouth I told him he could only do it if you were there to watch.”

“Fuck, what did he say?” I asked my eyes like big circles.

“Naw, if I’m going to shag you I’ll do it in my time.”

“Never mind,” I said.

“What do you mean?” she said. “That little runt is so horny for me I’m going to lead him up a path he can’t get back from.”

It took another couple of weeks before she came in and told me he would do it provided I sat in a chair and let him get on with it.

“Not keen,” I said. “Either I fuck you too, or better still I get to fuck him.”

“Don’t worry, I have a plan,” she said.

On the Friday night in question she told me the plan would be that she was going to meet him in the pub on her own. Before I could protest she went on to say she was going to get him drunk, tease the prick off him the offer him a little Viagra tablet on the basis that the drink might let him down.

“He’ll never go for it,” I said.

“I don’t fail once I’m on a roll,” she said and off she went looking as sexy as hell.

I was glad they weren’t meeting in a Uni bar, I showered and, for some reason cleaned my back end really well, probably in the hope of getting the double whammy of two brothers, even if one was straight. I had a couple of drinks too, just to relax me and it was after 10pm before the telephone went. They were on their way.

I was wearing a white t-shirt, and a jock strap under my track suit bottoms. I heard her key in the lock and the two voices. Jenny entered first followed by the most stunning creature I had ever seen. He looked like an angel from the wrong side of the tracks. Stunning blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, a short athletic body and wearing a grey t-shirt and slightly loose fitting jeans but with a cute little point where I assumed his cock was being held by his underwear. I wanted him!

“Leo, this is Max, Max, this is Leo.”

The hand came out and I realised the lad was slightly pissed.

“Want another beer to relax you?” said Jenny.

“OK,” he said sheepishly, avoiding my eyes.

I took the bull by the horns. “I’m so looking forwards to seeing my Jenny being fucked by someone else. It turns me on.”

“She’s a stunner,” he said, “and if that’s what it takes, then so be it.”

Jenny looked stunning when she came back in with the beers. Her top was almost transparent and her nipples noticeable underneath. Her short ivory skirt rode up as she sat down and he could probably see her panties when he sat opposite her. I saw him adjust his cock.

“The Viagra works doesn’t it?” she asked.

“Too fuckin’ true. Not sure I needed it though,” he replied.

“You will for what I have planned,” she said, slipping off her top to face him topless.

“You lucky bastard,” he said.

It took a moment to realise he was addressing me.

He put the can down and crawled over to Jenny on the couch, crawling up between her legs to hold her right breast until her nipple stuck out and then he licked it before taking it in his mouth. He moved to the left breast and then stretched up to kiss Jenny. My cock was at full mast. Seven inches of stiff bisexual cock straining to get some action and not sure if it was going to.

Jenny stood and unclipped her skirt letting it drop. She was naked, the briefs having been discarded.

“Fuck,” he said as he took in her beauty.

Still on his knees, her vagina, the hair neatly trimmed to a small stripe, was aimed right at his mouth. He looked up at her and she stepped slightly closer. His tongue slowly slid out and gently licked the closed slit leading to her vagina. I could see the petal-like folds of her clitoris sticking out from the slit as he licked round it.

Jenny sat back down and opened her legs wide. The red gash opened like a flower in bloom and little Leo dived in like a hungry animal, slurping and licking. My hand was inside my pants, stroking my cock. I didn’t want to do anything to scare him at this stage so wanted to wait until the whole show began.

His groans as he lapped and slurped between Jenny’s legs was really getting me going and I hoped he wasn’t so randy he shot off prematurely.

Jenny stood and said, “Stand up!”

Leo looked like a little boy alongside her as he stood up obediently. She pulled off his t-shirt and a slim but well-defined body came into view. A few wispy blonde hairs appeared on his chest and a darker trail came up from his pubic area. He tried to kiss her but she stood back and unclipped his jeans. They fell to the floor and he stood in a multicoloured pair of briefs with a bright blue band, his erection pushing a point at the front. As he stepped out of them, she whipped his briefs down and his cock sprung up as if a recoiling spring, slapping against his belly. He had small tight balls with dark blonde hair sprouting from them and a 5 inch cock with foreskin covering its head. It looked hard enough to hammer nails. He was better looking than his brother and the thought that, just maybe, I might score him too, had my cock stiff as fuck.

“Max is going to fuck me while you watch Leo,” said Jenny.

That was new to me but, once he looked at me, as though suddenly remembering I was there, he stood back slightly and I stripped quickly. I saw him look at my cock in surprise. It’s not massive but was a heck of a lot bigger than his.

“Stay close Leo, I want you to watch and to stroke me,” said Jenny.

He slid to one side, still on his knees and I lay behind Jenny, entering her from the rear so that my cock’s entry was clear as day to Leo. I slid it in her sloppy wet cunt and started to fuck. Leo stroked his cock and watched. If you have never been watched by a horny guy while fucking, you should try it. I held Jenny’s tits as my 7 inches slid fully out and back in again. I made sure the tip rubbed against her little nub as I pushed in and she rewarded me with gasps of pleasure.

“Oh Leo, finger me while Max fucks me please,” groaned Jenny.

He was apprehensive but tried to push his finger against her clitoris while I fucked. Of course it was impossible for my cock not to rub against his finger. After initially recoiling when he came in contact with me, he tentatively pushed his finger back, letting it slid inside her along with my cock. His little digit was getting me going as well as Jenny. She encouraged him and soon he was actively rubbing her and, by default me as well. I slid back and my cock plopped out straight on to Leo’s hand and again he jumped.

“Push Max back in for me darling,” said Jenny in a matter of fact way. “Pretend it’s a dildo.”

He gripped me with just two fingers and aimed my cock as I slid back into her and then, as I was behind her, he slid in front of her and started to kiss her tits. His cock was pressing against her cunt and my cock and she took her hand and tried to ease it into her alongside mine. There was limited success when I pulled half out and let his head get in. We were both half inside her and the feeling of my cock rubbing against his and rubbing against her cunt walls almost got me exploding.

“I gotta stop,” gasped Leo, “or I’ll cum.”

“Great feeling isn’t it,” said Jenny.

He quietly nodded.

“Fuck me,” she said to him while sliding off my cock and crawling into the doggy position.

He didn’t need telling twice and was on her back and inside her in a second. His fucking was frantic stopping every few minutes when he almost reached orgasm. I put my hand between his legs from the rear and handled his balls while he fucked, commenting on how exciting it was to feel someone fucking Jenny. He seemed to believe that and let me continue. I explored his balls, the length of his cock and even managed to brush my finger against his little arsehole bringing a shiver to him that seemed to be delight.

He stopped once more as he was near to flooding her with cum.

“Is this good, or what?” she asked.

“Awesome,” was the reply.

“Is my hole tight enough for you?” asked Jenny.

“Yes, why?” was his response.

“Cos I want to see you fuck my Max in the arse,” she said.

He spluttered,” I can’t do that, I’m not gay!”

“Neither is Max but it would so turn me on and you will not believe how tight the sensation is. You can do mine afterwards.”

He looked at me and I grabbed a tube of lube, squirting it on to my finger and started to lube my hole. I said nothing as I took his cock and stretched a condom over it, lubing it.

I simply crawled into the doggy style, saying nothing at all.

Jenny gripped his cock and led him to my arse. He entered me almost as violently as he had entered Jenny. His inexperience showed but soon his little hard dick was in me to the hilt and he was hammering my hole.

“Oh my God, that’s so tight,” he groaned. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he continued and then tensed, the force of his ejaculation actually vibrating as it coursed up his cock into the teat of the condom.

My own cock erupted on its own spraying jets of cum over poor Jenny’s tits as she lay on the bed.

“Please don’t tell my brother,” he said afterwards.

“I won’t,” I said, “as long as you fuck Jenny again before you go.”

It wasn’t too difficult to get him to agree and he did.

Leo became obsessed with our threesomes and gradually became more obedient. He wouldn’t let me fuck him but on the next visit, I was able to suck him. He enjoyed my technique and was soon thrusting into my mouth. On that visit, after we both fucked Jenny and I was again able to take his cock up me, he shared his cum with both of us, firing over our waiting mouths.

“Is your brother still an active gay?” she asked Leo.

“Yeh, he came back home after being in London for a couple of years but the job went pear-shaped so he’s back looking for work.”

“You ever wonder what he would be like to fuck?” she asked him.

“He’s my brother!” he said quickly.

“Max, what was Matt like in bed?” said Jenny, that evil little glint in her eye I knew so well.

“He’s quite big, I think over 7 inches and also thick so it was quite painful when he stuck it in my hole but he fucks well and also was a great cock sucker.”

Leo was quiet. “I think he had a girlfriend in London,” he said.

“Oh so he could be a bit bisexual,” said Jenny.

“I suppose so,” said Leo, not sure where this was heading. That made two of us.

“I might get Max here to give him a ring for old time’s sake and invite him for a drink.”

“Are you gonna screw with my brother too?” he asked his bottom lip suggesting he was jealous.

“Are you upset because we’re going to have him and you don’t want us to have someone else or are you upset because you want to have him?” she asked, smiling.

He went quiet.

“Have you honestly never looked at him and thought, I wonder?”

“Well I did wonder what he looked like when he was having Max here.”

“Why don’t you tell him you’re meeting us and we would love to meet for a drink, all four of us, and see what he says?”

This conversation went on for an hour before he agreed. He said he wouldn’t confess that he had had sex with us, nor to his fucking me up the arse. I figured his brother was a smart enough guy to realise something was going on. Whether this would develop into anything, I had no idea.

When I answered my phone, three days later the voice was instantly remembered. “Max you randy old sod, how are you?”

“Hi Matt, I’m great and all the better from hearing you. God how long is it?”

“Three years. I think the last time we met was……oh never mind.”

I remembered. He fucked me and I fucked him in a bed and breakfast room we had rented. I knew he was moving in a month’s time and wanted a really good session. We thought we had a few more sessions to go but he actually had to leave quite quickly and, apart from diminishing telephone contact, that fuck session was our last.

“How did your brother know about us?” I asked.

“He knew at the time but as he was too young to go to university then so it didn’t matter. I assume he told you he knew? I hope he didn’t splurt anything to your girlfriend.”

“Actually he did but thankfully she knew.”

“That little cunt I’ll kill him!”

“No need he just fancied his chances with her and I don’t blame him, she is a stunner.”

“Well I’m glad he didn’t get anywhere with it.”

There was silence.

“He didn’t get anywhere with it, did he?”

I let the question hang.

“Let’s say he got more than he expected.”

“Leo, straight horny little Leo did a…….threesome??”

I said nothing.

“He didn’t……you know….do anything with you?”

“He was horny,” I said.

“Was he as good as me?”

“I can’t remember. Perhaps you might wish to refresh my memory sometime.”

The conversation went on and we decided to meet Matt for a drink. Leo wasn’t mentioned but I called him and suggested he come along for a drink. He was reluctant but I have a feeling he was concerned and jealous that his brother might get something and he wanted to be there to block it by being a wallflower. He obviously didn’t know Jenny that well!

The night, when it came, raced along at breakneck speed and the drink was consumed at the same pace. Jenny can hold her own with the best. I was catching up with Matt and Leo was sitting very close to Jenny, his hand occasionally straying on to her thigh when he laughed or wanted to make a point.

“Did he fuck you,” said Matt quietly.

“Yes,” I replied.
“Well I fucking never,” he said. “After the stick I got from him when he found out I was gay, for him to go and screw one of my exes is something else.”

“Let’s polish off some wine back at ours,” announced Jenny. “None of us are working in the morning and I’m in the mood for a laugh.”

She rose and walked out assuming the answer would be positive and we all followed meekly, looking at her arse as she swayed down the street with Leo running behind to catch up.

Back at the flat, she kicked off her shoes and shucked her bra leaving only a lightweight top covering her breasts her nipples clearly showing. I saw Matt looking and Leo didn’t miss them either.

“What’s she up to Max?” Matt asked me.

“I’m not really sure but I can tell you she’s horny. How she turns this odd situation into anything is anyone’s guess.”

Leo was oblivious to both of us. He was laughing at everything Jenny said, waiting on her hand and foot and Jenny, in return was kissing him lightly on the lips while he rested his hand on her thigh while he sat between her legs on the floor. As I went to get a few more beers, Matt followed me to the kitchen and when I turned from the fridge, he kissed me.

“I just wanted to remember what it was like,” he said. “It’s funny that the guy who loved getting fucked turned out to be the one with the girlfriend.”

The alcohol blurred my senses and I found myself responding and kissing Matt fully. My hands found his crotch and I squeezed an already hard cock. I really wanted to be fucked by him. I remembered how big his cock was and how good a fucker he could be but the circumstances tonight were about Jenny and not me.

“We’d better not get caught,” I said to him, gently pushing him back. “You surely don’t want your brother to see you in action and Jenny might not take kindly to me screwing an ex in the kitchen.”

We laughed and adjusted ourselves before walking back into the lounge stopping dead in our tracks and we saw little Leo flat on the floor, his jeans and pants at his knees and his hard cock upright. Jenny was astride him sucking his cock as hard as she could.

“Well bro, you don’t have any embarrassment in front of your big brother do you?” said Matt.

Leo just smiled and gripped the back of Jenny’s head to help her suck more.

Matt turned to me and kissed me again, this time in full view of Jenny and this time I let him. Soon Matt was on the lounge floor with his jeans and briefs at his knees and I was sucking him. His brother couldn’t quite see but I’m sure was aware what was happening judging by the noise Matt was making. Nothing was said as Jenny stood and stripped naked, helping Leo off the floor and stripping him too. She took his hand and led him to our king-size bed in the bedroom. I stripped Matt and myself.

“This could be a very interesting evening,” I said quietly to him. “Let’s just see where it goes.”

When we walked naked into the room, Jenny was sitting at the base of the bed, lying flat with her legs dangling over the edge. Leo was between her legs lapping like a hungry calf. Jenny was whimpering like she did when she was getting slowly built towards one of her noisy orgasms. I threw Matt beside her and knelt alongside Leo to suck his brother’s cock. The idea of doing this while he was alongside his naked brother and even more so, licking out my girlfriend, was so exciting I could feel my head pounding as the blood rushed to it.

I took my mouth off Matt’s cock and moved it over to Jenny, licking alongside Leo’s tongue. He pulled back to let me in but I grabbed his head and pushed him down. Soon we were licking each other’s tongues. I looked sideways and saw Matt watching, stroking his cock as he did so. I gripped his cock and gently wanked it for him with my spare hand.

“Somebody fuck me for Christ’s sake,” said Jenny.

Leo stood up as Jenny rolled over doggy fashion, offering her arse and dripping cunt. Leo stretched a condom over his cock and mounted her as Matt and I watched. I smiled at Matt and nodded towards his cock. Grabbing a condom, I handed it to him while I lubricated my hole and climbed on to the bed alongside Jenny. She looked at me and smiled, synching the words, “I love you,” just as I felt Matt’s long cock slowly slide into my hole. God it felt good.

Soon the bizarre scene of gay and straight brother alongside each other fucking boyfriend and girlfriend was in full flight. Jenny was whimpering and I was groaning as both boys fucked us. I managed to grip Jenny and kiss her briefly while this was going on and the session lasted for a good ten minutes.

When Matt finally withdrew, I got ready to be pushed into another position but soon his cock was back in again. This time he was a little more frantic with his fucking but still enjoyable. It was Jenny’s scream of orgasm that made me look around to find Matt hammering into her cunt. I realised that his younger brother was now fucking me. This was something.

When eventually we were both rolled on to our backs, Jenny alongside me, both guys pulled off their condoms and wanked over us, spraying their joint cum over both Jenny and I then collapsing off us. I hadn’t cum and Jenny had only cum once. Not nearly enough for her.

I climbed on top of her and pushed my cock into her abused hole, dripping with her natural lubrication and widened by Matt’s large cock and fucked her as I never had before while the two brothers watched us, idly stroking their cocks. She told me afterwards that she had felt the force of my cum shoot all the way inside her.

“Well guys, I think we have all had our sexual experience broadened by that little escapade,” said Jenny after we had all come down to earth.
Leo looked very embarrassed all of a sudden and quickly dressed while Matt pulled on his Armani whites and flopped back on the couch.

“I’ll need to get going,” Leo said.

Jenny went with him to the hall and I saw her pin him against it with her naked body. He responded to her as she whispered in his ear. I saw him nod with a big grin on his face and I knew she was working her magic on his confidence and ensuring he was willing to come back and fuck us both again.

As for Matt, he drifted away once more. I found it erotic that my first boyfriend, a guy who was technically 100% gay, had just fucked me and my girlfriend and even more erotic that his little brother who was technically 100% straight, had done the same.

Now if Jenny could only have got them to fuck each other!

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Pleasing Men

2010-06-07T11:03:00.000-07:00

Pleasing Men
By kewtieboy

MMMF/bi/first time/anal/orgy

What is it about guys? Their cocks rule their heads that’s for sure. Take my boyfriend Neil for instance. We’ve been going out together since school on and off. He’s a stunning looking 20 year old guy. I know all the girls at school fancied his blonde hair, his tall frame and his well defined body. He isn’t a body building type, in fact quite the opposite. The only exercise his arm gets is lifting a beer. Now I am not a plain Jane either and though my slim little self only comes up to his shoulder we still look good together.

Of course this 5 year relationship has not been without its gaps and we’ve fallen out more often than I care to remember. I haven’t been an angel during these fall-outs and I know he hasn’t either and if I’m telling you the truth, which is the point of this story, I rather enjoyed my periods of freedom. Neil has a nice, normal size cock which I assume is about 6 or 6.5 inches long but it’s nice to get another one in your hand or slit from time to time, especially a bigger one. I have confessed some of my misdemeanours but not all of them. He wouldn’t have been too happy at my one night stand with his older brother for instance. Actually it was great to do a comparison but Neil fucks better than his brother anyway which is why I never repeated the experience. So now you know what we’re like.

So I said I like my fun and I already told you Neil likes his but when we’re together we had always stayed true to each other. I think though that it’s part of the problem. What’s it they say about the best part of breaking up being the making up? That’s what happens but then, when the making up excitement is past, I think we both get bored again and that’s when we argue. I know with us being 20 it’s an element of immaturity but it’s also hormones.

Oh and he had another annoying habit. When we were in the doldrums sexually, he would constantly comment on other girls and how sexy they were, and even worse he would even comment on other guys and ask me if I found them sexy. I didn’t lower myself to his level, even when I did think the guys were hunks and I even turned a few down who chatted to me when Neil was getting drinks or in the toilet when we were out.

So on with the big change and how it came about.

We had planned a cheapo holiday to Turkey together. It was only a 3 star place but it was a young hotel and it was all inclusive which meant we could concentrate on the fun and forget the spending money.

One Saturday a couple of weeks before going I had promised to drop some DVDs off at the home of a woman I worked with. When I got there, she was out shopping with her daughter and her husband was at home. He was in his late thirties and not bad looking for an old timer. He asked me to come in and have a glass of wine and since I wasn’t driving, I agreed. We chatted for ages and when I got up to go, he passed me a few compliments and kissed me on the cheek. I let him so he moved to my lips and kissed me very passionately. I found the whole thing amazingly erotic and could feel my heart pacing as he did so. I really enjoyed this larger guy with his strong arms around me and his lips covering my mouth. He stroked my breast and I let him. I then felt his hand quickly slip up my skirt and his fingers pull aside the elastic of my pants, his finger sliding easily inside me.

I was so hot. My hand was by my side and I could fell his massive cock against me. I squeezed it and it felt like a monster. Suddenly in a moment of clarity I realised, despite my beating heart, that this was not a wise idea so I stopped him. He was surprised but I told him, though I could easily have sex with him, his wife was my friend and I had never done anything while I was going out with Neil. Give him his due, he apologised and I left.

I told Neil that night as I had to clear my conscience. Instead of getting the angry response I expected, he gripped me and started kissing me. I was still randy from the day’s excitement so quickly responded. As he kissed, he started to ask me questions about Dave. “How far up did his finger go, how big did his cock feel, would I have liked to let him fuck me?” I answered as Neil stripped me and started to fuck me. As he did so he kept asking over and over again and then as he shot his cum in me, he blurted, “God I’d love to see him fuck you senseless!”

Afterwards Neil said he had never been so excited. I pointed out that if I had come home with Dave’s cum dripping out of my cunt he might not have been so happy. He didn’t respond at all.

Well two weeks later, we arrived in Marmaris in Turkey excited and ready to party. The hotel was fine. It wasn’t great but it wasn’t bad either. The inclusive booze was local stuff but it had the desired effect and the benefit of being available as and when we wanted it. The other guests seemed to be a mix of families who had made a bad choice of hotel and younger people like Neil and I. There were a few groups of girls and guys who were particularly boisterous. Nearly all the guests were British or Irish. I noticed quite quickly on the first day that the Turkish waiters had eyes on stalks while watching these lithe British girls semi-nude running around the pool. Though the most of the staff were male and obviously quite young their dark hair and skin made them all look older.

It didn’t take Neil long to start up again.

“What do you think of the barman Kirsty? I bet he’s got a big one. Wouldn’t you like to find out?”

“For God’s sake Neil, I’m not into big hairy guys so if you like him that much get him to fuck you instead!”

He shut up, at least until the next time he had been drinking.

What came next was his entire fault, of course. I had no intention of looking at, or for, another man. I had Neil and we were fucking like rabbits while we had been in Turkey, mainly because we were both pissed most of the time.

We had taken a long, long walk one day, rucksacks on back, packed lunch (courtesy of a raid on the breakfast buffet), and a few Coke bottles filled from an over ordering of the inclusive drinks served the previous day plus some ice in a Thermos flask and we were off. It was a wonderful day, not too hot, not too cool and before we knew where we were, the main beach was behind us and we had reached a rocky headland. We were about to turn back when Neil called me to say there was a way over the rocks. We clambered up and saw a stunning little sandy cove, protected on the other side by another rocky headland. It looked perfect for some sunbathing. We set up camp!

I lay topless and Neil was in a particularly fruity mood as the place was so secluded. We had been in for a swim and he pulled his swimming trunks off so I pulled the bottom half of my bikini off too and we swam naked.

As we were coming out I noticed a guy walking along the beach and a second guy just behind him. They didn’t look as though they were together. We smiled and waved and he waved back. He was quite a striking guy and was black. Unusual, for this area where most guys had been dark skinned, with what we Westerners would call an “Arabic look.” He had a good look at me, but the water was at just the right level to cover my “jewels.” I would have put his age at around 29 or 30. The other guy was Turkish, still slim but slightly shorter with broad shoulders. He was stripped to the waist and carried his shirt over his shoulders. His chest was quite hairy. He was very interested in this white skinned girl showing her tits to the world alongside a guy who, by now was walking out of the water, his tackle on full display. He also smiled in greeting and continued on his way.

When we returned to our campsite and flopped on the sand Neil started up again. He sat propped on his left elbow leaning over me and kissed me. He then licked my nipples.

“Nicely seasoned,” he said, referring to their salty taste. “Can you imagine a gang bang out here with these two,” he continued. “Long cocks sliding into your cunt and their cum over your tits.”

His fingers were wiggling into me as he spoke and his cock was standing at full mast. I gripped his cock and slid the foreskin back and forth. I was thankful our large bath towel had kept most of the sand out of the important little places because if we were going to fuck, the last thing I wanted was a abrasive shagging.

Neil lay on top and started to slide his cock inside me. I opened my legs and lifted my knees to ease his entrance.

“We’re being watched,” he said as he continued his fucking.

“Who?” I said trying to sit up.

“Ssh, just relax and let them. It’s exciting don’t you think,” he said. “It’s our two passers by and both are wanking their cocks.”

I suddenly felt very hot and very, very horny. I wanted to see those cocks and watch these guys getting excited over us.

“Let me get up and do me doggy,” I said to Neil.

I pretended not to notice as I went on all fours but I was facing the guys. Once they realised I had seen them and was still allowing Neil to keep going, they moved closer. They seemed to know of each other rather than know each other. It was as if they saw each other every day but were both here for the same reason, to watch naked tourists. The black guy was smiling. His cock was not a monster but was bigger than Neil’s. It was not so much its length as thickness. He had foreskin and the purple head looked enormous. It was the first black cock I had seen in real life. His sidekick had about 7 inches and was thinner but again, bigger than Neil. He was cut. The black guy was in cotton trousers with his cock sticking out of the fly, the Turkish guy had jeans shorts with the front unclipped and his balls hanging out.

They were both only about three feet away and I could see everything. Neil was facing them too as he fucked me and held on to my shoulders. The black guy walked forward until his cock was inches away. He looked at Neil and nodded. I assumed Neil nodded back as I saw an acknowledgment and he stooped to offer his cock to my mouth. By now I wasn’t just hot I was flushing. I opened and accepted this thick brute. It tasted slightly salty but didn’t seem to be dirty in any way and I was soon sucking away at it. Turkish guy stood alongside him and if in some unwritten code, black guy pulled back to allow him access. He too tasted salty but the head was drier. I used a hand to grip and suck and he moaned as I did so. I could hear Neil whimpering and swearing away at my back, obviously getting off on this scene.

The black guy put his hand in his back pocket and produced a single condom in its wrapper. He held it up and looked at me, nodding to the condom in his hand. I don’t know why but I nodded back. He moved around and Neil watched as he stood at my side ripping the wrapper and stretching it over his cock. Neil withdrew and the black guy took his place. The feeling of this strange cock sliding into me and stretching me wider that I had been was exhilarating especially in the open air. The Turkish guy stuck his cock back in my mouth and Neil stood at the side wanking furiously. He was getting his wish! At that moment I couldn’t have cared less as I was getting my fill anyway.

The black guy’s cock was hitting the right spot and I felt the familiar warmth travelling up my body. My thoughts drifted to how I would look to any onlooker with two cocks in me at once and that thought brought me to an amazing orgasm. It washed over me my body tingling and alive as the black cock pumped my cunt. As I tried not to lose my rhythm with the Turkish guy, he struggled to pull his cock out of my mouth and almost made it as a jet of warm cum blasted on my face catching me unawares. It hit my left cheek then as he tried to pull it away, it hit my nose and then my chin with the thin fluid pouring on to my tits and the sand below. I felt the black guy tense and his orgasm dumped a load into my cunt from the rear.

The end game was quick and as soon as it had begun, Neil and I were again alone. He quickly mounted me as the guys both walked away and started to fuck my slippery wet opening struggling to gain purchase in my gaping gash. I clenched to help him and successfully achieved a warm blast inside me from his cum.

I looked sorry sight. Red gaping hole, cum covered face and finger marks on my tits from the various rough hands but I felt extremely alive, sexy and oh so dirty. We ran giggling to the water to wash off the evidence of our mini orgy.

Of course it was all Neil’s fault. I felt a bit dirty afterwards and realised I would never have done it without his encouragement so I didn’t really speak to him that evening. Men are always trying to manipulate us women to satisfy their own carnal desires aren’t they? Still I suppose I would never have experienced a black guy if we hadn’t done it. I didn’t let on to him that it had been quite exciting but I didn’t fancy going back the next day despite his begging me to do it again. I had to show that I did have scruples!

It was three days later and we were sunning by the pool. I was lying with a cocktail by my side, topless, sunglasses in place and i-pod plugged into my ears (to stop Neil’s begging). The sun was warm and I was relaxed. I don’t know what made me open my eyes but I was aware of being stared at. A guy almost old enough to be my father, well he was about 36 anyway, was sitting on the edge of the next sun bed ogling me. Alongside him was a lad young enough to be his son. I assume he was 18 as he was drinking but he looked very slim and immature. He was cute in a boysy sort of way. The older guy was in good shape though, receding hair shaved to look fashionable and tattoos on his arms and shoulders. He was of a stocky or perhaps I should say “chunky” build and he was talking quietly to the young lad.

I assumed they were commenting on my tits and with my large sunglasses in place, they had no idea my eyes were open. Neil, of course was out cold from too many lunch-time beers. I tried to work out their relationship but realised they were with a varied group of around 10 guys so assumed either a bachelor group or sports group on a short break away from wives and girlfriends. As the older guy whispered to the young guy, I could clearly see the outline of his erection in his swimming shorts. The older guy was obviously explaining what he would like to do to me. I was feeling a little damp between the legs so decided to tease a little.

I stood up, took off my glasses, threw my hair back and walked towards the pool. As I passed, I gave my widest smile to both of them and said a brief “Hi!”

I stepped into the shallow end and waded out into the pool, cocktail in hand before settling at the side to sip it. Older guy stood up and looked at the young guy bidding him to follow. I assume he was trying to set the young lad up, not realising that the comatose shape on the bed next to me was my partner. Older guy dived in gracefully and swam shouting on cutesy to follow. Cutesy wasn’t as graceful but he had hurried into the water lest his tented shorts were obvious to all around.

I lost them as they swam up and down so when I heard a voice say, “On holiday?” it made me jump.

“No, I was just passing on my way to Tesco and thought I’d pop in,” I said sarcastically.

Older guy smiled and held a wet hand out, “John, and this is my nephew Ray, well step-nephew really,” he said nodding to the dripping lad who arrived at that moment.

“Taking him in hand then,” I said. “Are you on holiday?”

“My brother is marrying next week at home and me and a group of his mates are having a bachelor week. Ray here just turned 18 and he is the son of my brother’s wife to be so he came along to do his own celebrating or coming of age, I suppose. I’ve taken him under my wing.”

“I bet you have,” I thought, “Trying to get the poor lad laid!”

“Are you here with anyone?” John asked.

“My boyfriend,” I replied.

“Lucky guy,” says John, “I thought I would get my poor nephew here a girlfriend.”

“Can’t he find his own?” I asked.

“Well he’s kind of new at it and I thought I could show him the ropes,” he replied.

“I’m not sure there are many girls that would like uncle standing by to give instructions,” I said.

“No, I didn’t mean……” he started to say.

“But that would be kinda cool,” I said, “Kinky in fact.”

He stopped his apologies very quickly when he realised where this might head.

“And boyfriends wouldn’t be annoyed?”

“Boyfriends would be ecstatic especially if they were quite kinky when conscious,” I replied.

I was amazed at what I was doing and poor Ray looked completely bemused by the conversation not sure what we were actually talking about.

“We’re going out with the guys tonight but not until about 9.00. Would you mind if Ray and I popped around to your place for a drink later this afternoon, say about 5.30? It would be good to get to know one another,” said John.

“I’m sure snoring Neil here will have regained consciousness by then. We’re in room 417,” I said, cool as a cucumber.

“It’ll nice to be in a group of attentive guys,” I thought as the two blokes swam off. “It is only a drink and a bit of teasing.”

At 4.00, I woke Neil and told him we had a couple of guys popping in for a drink so he had better clean himself up. The room has a little beer-laden mini-bar so that was the booze sorted.

It was only going to be a drink and a chat but I showered thoroughly as I didn’t want to appeal hot and sticky and I donned a simple white t-shirt and shorts and no bra. I was on holiday anyway and had been topless by the pool so I had nothing left to hide. The only problem was that my nipples were very erect but I suppose it was the heat!

Neil had a pair or running shorts on and nothing else, I pointed out that thought the fabric was loose, they offered no frontal support and the line of his dick hanging over his balls was very clear. I asked if he was trying to be appealing to the guys! He laughed but didn’t change.

We were on the balcony when we heard the knock on the door five minutes early. Ray and John came into the room both in a fog of freshly washed shower gel scent. I popped the beers and poor little Ray didn’t know where to look as he accepted one. He was staring at my nipples. I smiled and stroked his hand as he took the beer, just to comfort him. Neil was already in full football-talk mode with John. I sat Ray on the little sofa and asked him why he hadn’t had a girlfriend.

“I don’t really want to say,” he said.

“Look, I’m a stranger and nothing you can tell me will get to those thugs outside. Maybe I can help.”

“I’m keep thinking I want one and then I don’t,” he said.

“What to do think when you don’t?”

His eyes looked over at Neil and initially I thought he was worried they would hear but I realised he was looking at Ray.

“Oh, you think you’re gay?” I said.

“But I fancy girls sometimes too,” he said.

“Hey you might get the best of both worlds. I think we call it bisexual,” I said.

“Let’s see what I can do for you tonight,” I said, winking.

As the two others kept talking and watching I leaned over and kissed Ray firstly on the cheek and then the lips. He responded quite amateurishly.

“Help this lad you guys, if he sees you strip down it’ll help him relax,” I said. I whispered to Ray, “And you can find out if its cock you like or not.”

He looked shocked to hear me say it but also eager to see where this was going. The two guys clumsily started stripping, Neil to his Calvin Klein boxer briefs and John to a rather boring pair of baggy blue boxer shorts. I encouraged Ray and he slowly stripped down to a pair of tight white briefs with the beginnings of an erection showing. I stripped off down to my little lacy pants and slid Ray’s briefs down. He was a well developed 18 year old with a thick 7 inch uncut cock. A wet, pink head appeared from behind the foreskin and I slid my lips over it. He gasped and lay back almost automatically, to give me more access. I held his blonde haired balls and cupped them to force more blood into his cock and sucked him harder.

Looking over my shoulders, Neil was already wanking and watching and John stood alongside with a stiff uncut 6 inch cock poking out of a mass of black pubic hair. The trail went to his navel and up to his chest. A real man!

I called him over and he stood beside me. Poor Ray went red faced as his uncle joined us but I just held his cock in one hand and transferred my mouth to his uncle’s leaking cock, taking its entire length in my mouth. John gripped my tits as I did so and his nephew just lay back and let me wank him.

“Hey Neil, give me a hand with this one,” I called.

Neil looked at me and I winked so he knew I was up to something.

He walked across and took Ray’s cock in his hand. An audible groan came from his mouth as Neil did so. Neil bent forward and took his cock in his mouth.

John started to say, “What the fuck…….” But I stuck my finger in his arse and he moaned quietly as I led him to the couch, threw him back and sunk my dripping cunt over his mouth.

Ray went mad. While his uncle’s vision was somewhat distorted by two thighs and a trim gaping vagina, Ray bent forward and started to kiss Neil like a madman. Now Neil had had male sexual contact before but not really on a one to one, and certainly never with a horny teenager so his saucer-like eyes told me he was caught unawares. Ray threw Neil back on the couch and started to suck his cock hungrily.

John was now fully horny and started fumbling for a condom in his pants. I offered one of our and he stretched it over his cock rolling me into a “doggy position” and started to fuck my sopping wet cunt from the rear. Ray had Neil pinned to the bed swallowing his cock as though we wanted it implanted in his throat.

“Jeez son, watch it or I’ll fill your little mouth with cum,” said Neil.

“I don’t fucking care,” he said between slurps.

I thought, “Knowing what Neil fires off, he might change his mouth as the equivalent of a bottle of Milk of Magnesia pours down his throat!”

John was good, very good. His cock was just over 6 inches and probably the smallest here but he knew just where to put it and his thrusting quickly built that wonderful warm feeling as I felt an orgasm mount quicker than normal. I must have clenched just a little too much as I came because John shot his load, a little too quickly, inside me as I reached my peak.

“Fuck I needed that!” he said as his dwindling cock slipped out, a full load drooping in the latex sack at the end. “I’m not sure were that boy is heading but I’m going to go back to my room and leave you too to educate him.

With that he left.

Ray looked at me, his mouth still stretched over Neil’s cock.

“I think she needs help Ray. Do you think you could manage one extra?” said Neil.

He reluctantly let Neil’s hard dick pop out of his mouth. I leaned over and took Ray’s dick in my mouth. It was almost 8 inches long and quite light for its length. It seemed almost hollow compared to Neil’s 6 inches of solid flesh. Neil kept close to him, kissing his and caressing his balls, probably afraid, if he was gay, that he would loose his erection. He needn’t have worried as this boy had a cock like stone. Neil gave him a condom and he stretched it on his cock. It didn’t quite make the end. I rolled on to my back and opened my legs. Neil licked me out. He loved doing that and I assumed especially after a man’s cock had been inside me.

“Would you mind if I screwed you?” said Ray politely as though asking me to dance.

“I’d be very honoured,” I said staying in the polite mood.

He was a bit inexperienced in that his cock rammed straight in me with little teasing and the full 8 inch dick was at its hilt in seconds. It took my breath away and I was glad I had been opened up by his Uncle. He gripped my tits with his hand, balancing himself on the other and trying to kiss me while he fucked. Neil held his balls from the back as the bounced against me.

Ray was panting and cursing as he fucked saying thinks like, “Fucking great, so good,” and gasping for breath as he fucked.

I saw Neil pick up some lube behind Ray’s back and hold it up as he winked. He spread some on his fingers and eased it on to Ray’s backside. Ray didn’t even lose momentum as Neil’s fingers invaded his hole. His eyes closed as he fucked, more in determination to let this happen than in pleasure. It seemed as though Neil was working his way well in and was soon sliding in and out. He withdrew and stretched a condom over his cock, lubing it too. It looked like his virginity was going to be taken from both ends at the same time.

I was on my back, legs apart, Ray was between my leg in the missionary position with Ray’s bottom upright and Neil was slowly pushing his cock into Ray’s arse. Ray hesitated from time to time as Neil’s dick invaded his hole but it took surprisingly little time before Neil was calling the shots. He would thrust into Ray’s arse, Ray would gasp and push into me and soon it was as though Neil was actually doing the fucking as the chain reaction got me fucked too. I knew Ray wouldn’t last too long and he didn’t. He took over with his own thrusting as his cock humped my wet cunt and I felt the pumping sensation as he filled his condom. Neil withdrew from him at that moment and ripped his condom off.

“Let me show you how it’s done,” he said to Ray as he climbed between my legs.

Neil was as hard as I had ever felt him and his cock thrust into me. He so loved having my cunt second hand. I felt the warm build of my own climax as Neil hit the exact spot that he knew would get me there. He could time his own orgasm to perfection and as I arched my back with the ferocity of my climax, I felt his cum flood my inside. Ray stood and watched, idly stroking his dwindling monster.

Neil slid out of me, his cum pouring out of me as he did so and Ray bent forward and fingered me, collecting some of the liquid which he gently lifted to his lips and rubbed it around them before licking the rest off. He smiled as he did so.

“You two are something. Where am I going to get to try both sides at the same time again?” he said.

“I’m sure a cute lad like you will manage,” I said.

We didn’t see Ray or his Uncle John again before they left so I don’t know what Uncle John thought of Ray’s gay performance in front of him but I feel sure we set Ray off on the road to sexual pleasure.

Back to my soap box! Even there, Neil had done what he wanted even hijacking my first virgin boy in years for his own ends. I didn’t know Neil like a bit of male bum and next he steals my cute little virgin from me and thinks that a quick fuck will be just reward. OK, so I enjoyed it, but it was his agenda.

We returned home and I found a swingers site when I had some time to myself. Obviously it was full of guys wanting a fuck behind their wife’s back but I found one woman who, with her husband, organised groups of guys and sometimes other woman with the sole purpose of her getting as much cock as she could. I e-mailed her and she told me she thought she was a nymphomaniac but she could get guys to do anything. I told her about our session with young Ray in Turkey and she came up with a plan to let me take control for once.

Two weeks later and Neil and I were heading to her house. I told him it was an orgy of sorts but it would be six or seven guys, Rachel, the girl, and us. The purpose was for me and her to get fucked by the guys, Neil loved the idea of getting to shag some pretty 30 year old and to watch me getting fucked by the guys. All was to be filmed by a guy who filmed all her sessions and we all would get a copy.

The group weren’t too bad looking. We were almost the youngest there apart from a young thin lad who looked a little effeminate but was actually “pretty” rather than good looking. Longish hair draped over his face and he kept brushing it back. He was very attractive but not in a manly way.

Neil noticed him and commented, “I think there might be three girls getting it tonight.”

The other guys were between 28 and 44 but none were dogs and a couple were decidedly handsome. So apart from Rachel and I all the remaining seven were guys.

“Right now,” said Rachel, “Anything goes and no one comments on anything anyone does. We girls will strip naked and you guys can watch and wank if you like. We will then move amongst you and play with your cocks. Only then are you allowed to strip, when we tell you.”

I felt so in charge as I walked with Rachel, bending to suck cocks as I walked around the room. After my session with Ray, I was drawn to the young lad. His slim cock was about 7 inches long but surprisingly thin, a longish foreskin sliding back and forth as he wanked. He looked at the guys either side as he did so and I walked over and took his cock in my mouth, swallowing it to the hilt. It lost a little of its hardness, confirming what I had already had guessed and I wondered why he was here.

The room was a large extension to their house with laminated floors and little furniture. They probably said to friends it was a “party room” but it was ideal for this purpose. Some sofas sat around the walls and three large blow-up mattresses lay on the floor. A large kid’s paddling poll sat in a corner and I wondered it’s purpose though I kind of guessed.

As I sucked this young lad in the dim light, hands were feeling my tits and one guy already had a finger in my cunt. He was gently tweaking at my clit and a warm glow was spreading up my body. I looked over at Neil who was wanking and watching as Rachel was being fingered from front and back by two guys.

This general “getting to know each other’s cunts and cocks” went on for about ten minutes before Rachel called a halt.

“Who wants to fuck Kirsty?” she asked.

Most hands went up.

“Who wants to fuck me?” she asked.

The same hands went up.

“Who wants to fuck Aaron, my young cousin?” She asked.

I looked at the young lad I had sucked earlier and noticed a few hands had gone up.

“Well,” she said,” He gets fucked first and Neil here is going to take the lead.”

The look on Neil’s face was one of panic, especially in front of all these heterosexual guys.

“I know you have fingered a young lad before and I know you quite like the idea of doing it again. I’m just helping you find your raunchy side. None of the guys here care and, in fact a few will be following you. Aaron is over age and gay and it’s his “Auntie” Rachel who helped him find himself. Aaron just loves straight cock and I’m helping him get it.”

I walked over to Neil and gripped his fast dwindling cock. Rachel stood at his other side and started to kiss him. She knelt in front of him and took his cock in her mouth while I kissed him. His cock rose, especially when he realised every other guy was watching and wanking, brick hard cocks in their hands – even Aaron!

This had been choreographed as when she stood to kiss Neil with me, Aaron moved over and dropped to his knees taking Neil’s cock in his mouth. He was a different animal with Neil, slurping his cock and licking his balls. Neil’s eyes rolled as both Rachel and I kissed him at the same time, our tongues merging in his mouth. I have never kissed a woman before but this actually turned me on. Neil was groaning as the complete lesbian, homosexual, heterosexual situation he now found himself in.

Aaron stood and he squeezed his face between us, joining the slobbering kissing session. We gently eased away and left Aaron kissing Neil while holding his cock. Aaron’s own pencil thin cock stood outwards and upwards. He obviously was enjoying being both the centre of attraction and nailing a straight virgin guy in front of his wife. I stood with the other guys and we had three each, gently wanking cock while the guys fingered is and squeezed or kissed our breasts.

Aaron handed Neil a condom and took some lube which he gently spread on his petit bottom hole. His fingers slid in and out as he bent over. Neil surprised me by going over, lubing his fingers and helping him. Aaron bent over the back of a sofa and Neil stretched the condom over his cock, lubing it as he went.

“Fuck me, straight guy,” whispered Aaron, his thin, slight frame arched ready for Neil’s cock.

Neil aimed and gently eased his cock into him.

“Oh yes,” he said, the words coming from his mouth like escaping steam.

Neil took his hips and started to fuck him. I could see Neil’s cock disappear into Aaron’s bum and then slide out again. There was a frenzy of wanking cocks around us and Neil was really up for it gripping Aaron and hammering into his arse. I had never seen men fuck before and it was erotic to watch.

It took around ten minutes before Neil said he had to stop or he would blow his load. An older guy, probably about 43, stepped forward and stretched a rubber on himself, pushing a slightly thicker and larger cock into Aaron.

Neil replaced the condom and headed for me.

Once I’ve fucked her, I want you all to fuck her, including Aaron if he can. It was odd being fucked by Neil in public so to speak. He laid me on the mattress and entered me quite swiftly cursing like a mad dog as he fucked. I could see all the male shapes around us wanking frantically as they watched us having sex and I found it quite erotic. Neil was obviously interested in his fantasy because after a quite perfunctory fuck, he withdrew and stood up taking his cock to wank himself.

That’s when the gang bang began. First down was a thirty-something guy who looked a bit like a geeky accountant, complete with wire framed glasses. He wouldn’t normally be my type but his cock looked quite tasty, about 7 inches ling with a sizeable foreskin. He stretched a condom over it and lay on top pushing his cock inside me. He fucked quite frantically while holding and kissing my nipples. What surprised me is that his cock was getting me aroused and I could feel myself slowly climbing as he fucked.

A splash hit my face and I realised one of the guys had just shot his load over both of us and my tits and face. My geeky partner took it all in his stride, actually licking some of the droplets of cum as he continued to suck my nipples. I started to scream as I felt my orgasm wash over me and my partner, once he had brought me over the peak, pulled out his cock, ripped off the rubber and came over me.

A stunning looking young lad was on me and in me before I had time to think. This Adonis was about twenty with blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. He had a tattoo on each arm and his cock slid in beautifully. It was slightly smaller than his predecessor and his technique a little more urgent. He mumbled quiet “Oh yeses” as he fucked, kissing my lips, his tongue darting all around inside my mouth. I could still taste the remnants of cum as he fucked.

Another stocky little guy in his thirties, with short, shaved hair and a stubby cut cock, knelt beside my head and offered me his cock. I took it all in my mouth and sucked it. The taste of precum invaded my mouth as I sucked. I felt the young guy withdraw and before I could say anything a fountain of cum sprayed my body. This guy had been holding on for some time since he came enough for the rest of the group. I concentrated on my chunky friend’s cock as someone else entered me. I looked at a slim Indian-looking guy with quite dark skin and an array of brilliant white teeth. He quickly took up a rhythm and was soon happily fucking.

I held the stocky guy’s cock as I sucked and he suddenly blasted my face with his cum. I was beginning to think that far from me being in control, I was fast becoming the target for everyone’s climax. Rachel’s handsome boyfriend/husband knelt to offer me his cock and I took this magnificent mature specimen greedily. As I sucked him I felt the young Indian guy tense and was aware he was cumming at least in the correct place. His tense face suggested he needed what he had just had.

The tall guy moved position, gently raising me on to a cushion and stretched a rubber over his generous cock. He looked Middle Eastern or perhaps Southern European, it was hard to say. He lay on me and slid his cock inside me easily. The feeling was wonderful. His body slid against me on the sea of cum over my body as he brought his lips to mine and ran his fingers through my hair. This was a lover rather than a shagger. His strokes were even and thrusts were gentle, never quite pulling out but moving around inside me as if trying to find that little nub which would build me up again. He kissed me gently, some of the cum traced on to his lips. He didn’t seem to mind. I found it remarkable that heterosexual men would be so unconcerned about having another man’s cum on them or their lips but no one had minded at all which made me wonder if Rachel had already been at the bottom of this pile of guys in the past.

I felt a warm glow as he fucked me his large hands holding my breasts and occasionally slipping between us to finger me as he fucked. I was unaware of anything else around me at that time. I didn’t see Rachel videoing us, I didn’t see Neil fucking Adrian again, I didn’t see the other guys struggling to re-inflate their spent cocks for another attempt at me. All I felt was this wonderful long cock triggering an almighty climax in me which seemed to wash from my toes to my head making my body spasm. My nails dug into his back as I tried to force him further inside me than he already was and I felt his cock tense as he came inside me. The feeling was wonderful and I realised I too, was now satisfied.

As he withdrew, his cock slowly dropped back to his rested state. I began to get up as I heard Neil’s voice say, “Room for one more inside!”

He walked towards me with Aaron being led by his cock. The young lad was certainly erect but considering my boyfriend had been embedded up his arse a few moments before (I found out later) there was probably good reason. Neil slipped the condom on him and stroked his cock as he did so and Aaron dropped to his knees and entered me rather clumsily.

I gripped the lad by the shoulders and rolled over pushing him under me as I ended up on top astride him. I figured if he liked being ridden then even I could manage that. I started to ride up and down on his virgin cock and took his hands making him hold my breasts as I fucked him. He was making little “Oh” noises in time to my fucking.

“Oh, I think I might be, oh yes I am, going to cummm!!”

He started to thrust upwards to meet me and the little soul deposited his cum inside me just as another splash of cum blasted across my face. Neil had finally cum!

The purpose of my visit to Rachel’s had been to have Neil dominated by both us women and I hoped, the men. I wanted to see him being used and abused rather than me always being the object to help him get his rocks off. Of course it hadn’t worked. I had ended up being fucked by almost everyone, even the only gay guy. I had been a cum dump for them and Neil had fucked a little guy’s arse and still ended up getting the voyeur show he loved so much and then dumped his cum on my face!

I hope dear reader you can understand how a poor girl like me had been manipulated by a cunning, selfish boyfriend. I, who hardly had a dirty thought in my head before meeting him had been reduced, like a common whore, to satisfying strangers. So it was quite fun at the time but it doesn’t do much for self esteem and I told Neil that. I also told him what a selfish dirty minded bastard he was.

It made me feel much better and much more able for the orgy the following week!

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Getting My Hands on Connor

2010-03-24T08:26:00.001-07:00

Getting My Hands on Connor
By kewtieboy

MMF/ first time/ bi / oral

In this day and age, guys who are gay should be well out of the closet by the time they reach 18 so it might come as a surprise to you that I haven’t. Well not really. Close friends know but no one else. It has disadvantages but I don’t really want my parents to know and since I live at home they would find out somehow if I started telling all and sundry about myself.

So to keep the myth going that I’m shy and straight, I take out the occasional girl now and then except usually I feign the headache at the end of the night. Working in a call centre there are mixed sexes and mixed ages but, again, living the lie I do, it can become a problem on staff nights out. However sometimes there are advantages too and that’s why I am telling you this story.

I fell in love at work except it was all one way. Connor is 24 and definitely straight. I am 18 and definitely gay except Connor didn’t know and I certainly wouldn’t tell him. Connor, as his name might suggest, was from Ireland, Dublin to be exact, and had met an English girl who was a stunning beauty even if she was a touch on the common side. He doted on her and in return, she let him. For once in a mainly gay story, I’ll describe Lynette (yes that was what she called herself). He was slim and curvy, hips you could balance a pint on, breasts you could also probably balance a pint on and she was blonde, probably! She had a habit of always chewing gum but boy could she turn heads!

Connor, on the other hand was well built, but not in a muscular way. I had imagined he would have a few folds here and there. His short dark hair was contrasted by the most amazing, almost feminine, eyes I had ever seen. They were piercingly blue with long dark lashes that he could actually flutter when he was embarrassed. Despite his dark hair, he actually had freckles on his nose and cheeks. They also spread up his arms. He was about two inches shorter than Lynette at about five feet 7 seven inches. She lived in a flat with a girlfriend and he lived in a flat share with four guys and they seemed no closer to getting engaged or married than they had, it seems over the two years they had been going out.

Rumour had it that Lynette had a high sex drive and that she played a bit on the side, but he would have none of the rumours and assured me she would have little energy left when he had finished with her. My erection when he told me these stories would immediately burst into life. As he spoke about their sex life I would imagine his thick cock stiff with anticipation being pushed against my hole and slowly sliding inside me. I would imagine him nibbling my ear as he hammered his big stick inside me and cumming with such force that I could feel his hot liquid pouring inside me. Then, I would refocus and he dragged on about how beautiful his Lynette was!

I was slightly taller than him by one inch, slimmer than him by the same but I had longish blonde hair, not camp, as least I don’t think it was! I had a reputation for being hard to get for reasons you all know but they didn’t, and it gave me, I thought, a rather “hard to get” image which I thought would be rather sexy to a woman! Of course in the real life, I would let any guy under forty stick his cock in me if I could but that’s another story. I was in love with Connor.

Connor and I sometimes did the pubs together. Thankfully he, like me, didn’t like football so I didn’t have to endure the sporting bars but he rarely looked at another girl. The only time he seemed to get hot and steamy was when he talked about Lynette so I encouraged him and then watched the front of his jeans to see if I could imagine an erection pressing against the fabric. I followed him to the toilet to catch a glimpse but never did and he didn’t do gyms or swimming so that was another cock-watching opportunity lost. My gay friends told me I should get a life and start looking for the attainable but I was enjoying the comfort of following Connor around like a lap dog any time I could.

I met Lynette, of course both on my own with Connor and once on a double date. She took a shine to me and was very gushy and friendly, making slightly lewd suggestions about what I might have lurking in my pants. I put it down to the drink doing the talking. One thing was sure, just as I was following Connor around like a lapdog, he was following Lynette around in a similar fashion. This was a ménage et trios with one person not getting any sex, namely me!

One day at work, Connor was in an odd mood. He was quiet and hardly spoke to me.

“Are you ok?” I asked.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” he retorted.

“Well if I can help with anything you only have to ask,” I said and left it at that.

An hour before knocking off time he asked if I would go for a drink with him. I eagerly accepted hoping he might tell me all was off with Lynette, he was changing sides and did I know of any will gay guy who might accept him with open arms. Obviously that was not the reason!

“She’s gone funny on me,” he said.

“What, telling jokes?” I replied trying to lighten the evening.

“She started getting bit…….slutty, when she talks,” he said rather hesitantly.

In my head I thought, “Started getting slutty, I thought she always was,” but instead I asked him what he meant.

“She talks about doing different things, wants to……..be experimental!”

My ears perked up. This was sounding quite juicy.

“In what way?” I asked demurely.

“She wants to…..” he looked at me as he hesitated, “try other men!”

“Oh,” I said, “Is this like a trial separation?”

“God know,” he said, “Try other men while I’m there!”

I was a bit stumped for words. “Threesomes?” I enquired.

“How would you know about threesomes?” he asked.

I didn’t get where I was today without having the odd threesome except in my threesomes there were no Lynettes.

I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

“I can’t think of looking at Lynette naked with another man putting his…thing…in her.”

“Neither can I,” I thought.

“Some guys would find that highly erotic,” I said. “They might like the idea that other men are enjoying her treasures but she prefers to stay with you. Some guys might find watching their girlfriend having wild orgasms with another man’s cock inside her highly erotic.”

I was on a roll now as I continued to paint this erotic picture of his Lynette being pummelled by some bricklayer while poor Connor stood idly by, his limp cock in his hand.

He went quiet again and the night finished before 8 p.m.

At lunch, three days later he came up to me and said, “I fucked Lynette naked in a field last night!”

“That’s nice,” I replied as though it was the norm.

“Fucking ace it was! She started talking dirty as I was doing it, telling me to imagine a queue of guys waiting behind me to finish her off. I remembered what you said and I had one hell of a fucking orgasm.”

He rarely spoke so explicitly about sex so this got my hormones going. I dragged him behind the water cooler and said, “Anything else she’s suggested?”

“When she’s had a drink she turns into someone else,” he said. “She tried to stick her dildo into my arse on Sunday. It wouldn’t fit. She says it proves I’m not a poof.”

“That’s a pity,” I thought.

It was a full seven days when, during lunch break and just as my teeth sunk into a ham and cheese toasty, Connor came out with, “You’ll never guess what she did this week?”

The way Lynette’s mind was running I doubted I could. I subliminally wished she had been a guy as I could have taught her a few things to expand her repertoire! “Tell me,” I said, “I’m dying to know.”

“Asked me to take her out without pants on and wearing a mini-skirt, then she got me in the pub to finger her while we were sitting in the bar. My cock was stiff as fuck. Then we went to see a movie and I brought her off while we were sitting in the cinema. Thank God it wasn’t too busy.”

My cock was a bit stiff too but I asked, “What did you think if all that then?”

“It’s got my mind racing. It’s exciting, it’s scary, I’m jealous and I’m not. I just don’t know where I am.”

“Do you fancy her more or less for doing it?” I asked.

“Oh fuck, more! I want to shag her all the time,” he answered.

“Well go with the flow and enjoy it,” I said.

I was to meet Connor and another work colleague on the Friday following and when the other guy cancelled, he asked if Lynette could come along. I quite liked the idea as I wanted to see her in action, so to speak.

It was a busy wine bar in town and Lynette looked very eye-catching in the way that prostitutes are eye-catching. Her mini-skirt was a pelmet, her top was figure hugging and her nipples were pronounced, the dark areolas clear through the tight white top clearly showing she was not wearing a bra. She tottered in on high heels, Connor looking every bit the manly short-haired little bull terrier I was in love with. He had made little effort to particularly dress up and as a result looked stunning! He looked slightly embarrassed as they entered the wine bar and most girls looked at her, spitting venom while most boyfriends’ tongues were hanging out of their mouths.

“Hi Lewis,” she said in welcome. “Red would be nice,” she continued, addressing Connor.

As he stood at the bar buying a round she said to me, “I hear he has been keeping you up to date with our experiences?”

I blushed!

“Don’t be so daft,” she continued,” I find it quite erotic that you know all we’ve been up to as I can’t tell any of my girlfriends. Connor is so shy but when I get him going on our little excursions, he turns into a lion. I think he loves every minute.”

“It sounds like fun to me,” I said.

“Come here,” she said to me, patting the seat beside her.

I scooted across expecting her to tell me something really private but she took my hand. I thought it was a sweet gesture until she pushed it between her legs and finger shot straight into my first ever vagina, and a wet one at that!

I recoiled as though I had had a shock and she laughed. I wiped my finger on my jacket to remove any alien substances just as Connor weaved through the packed bar with drinks.

As he sat down, a wide smile on his face, she said, “Connor, Lewis here has just put his finger in my cunt.”

Connor’s look was of disbelief.

I spluttered, “It’s not what you think, I didn’t deliberately do it, it was an accident!”

“Oh yeah,” I thought, “I accidentally stuck my finger in your girlfriend’s cunt in a public bar.”

Lynette giggled hysterically and told him what she had done and he calmed down and then said, “Nice cunt isn’t it?”

“Oh yeah,” I lied, not having a wealth of cunt - fingering experiences to draw on.

“He’s sexy you know, Connor,” Lynette said, “And I bet he has a decent sized cock.”

Connor started to apologise but she continued. “Would you like to join Connor in fucking me some time?”

“Lynette, he’s my mate,” he said.

“Exactly,” she said. “He’s good looking and the sort of guy who won’t blab around what we’ve done. He hasn’t spilt the beans on our little games up to now has he?”

We gently decided to drop the subject and think about it but my main fear was the thought of having to perform for a woman. Then I thought about seeing Connor naked. Then I thought about seeing Connor naked and as horny as he had told me he was with her and my cock went hard. I was daydreaming when I heard Lynette’s voice.

“Look, he’s stiff thinking about it!”

Connor looked down and I looked down. My cock lay brick hard and obvious under my cotton trousers. Connor looking at my erection overruled my head’s desire to deflate my cock.

“It looks big Lewis,” he said.

“Jeesus,” I thought, “And now he’s talking about the size of my cock. It’s never going to go down.”

“And when you come to visit,” Lynette’s voice continued, “I want you to bring along that video camera Connor says you have, and make a film of it all.”

The rest of the evening along with Lynette’s innuendo and sexual promises to Connor, passed in a haze and when I bade them a surprisingly early goodbye, just after ten, I walked home to clear my head.

That night I had a checklist in my brain. On the plus side, I see Connor naked, randy and hard, I get to film him and, if I play my cards right, can make a copy for me. I might get to handle his cock and, who knows, maybe more. On the minus side, I have to fuck my first woman and stay hard enough to be convincing.

Please understand I don’t find women unsexy. I can see what men see in them. I’m even faintly interested in having a little look or even lick inside if need be. I was just worried if all the trying to please Lynette, might detract from me enjoying seeing Connor. Well three points for the motion and one point against, I decided that if I was asked, I would swallow a box of Viagra and do it!

My head churned with the possibilities and fantasies for the rest of the weekend so when I returned to the office on Monday and Connor greeted me with nothing more than his usual “hello,” I was a little disappointed. I had expected a randy puppy eager to get me into bed with his girlfriend and him. Tea break came and went, lunchtime came and went and finishing time came and went and nothing more was said.

It was Wednesday when Connor came over at lunch break and said, “I’m sorry about Lynette last Saturday. She’s like a bitch on heat these days and I know she embarrassed you. I told her you weren’t the sort of guy to get involved in our sex games though she has been using you as a “fantasy” partner during our lovemaking since Saturday.”

My response was muffled so I cleared my throat and carefully chose my words. “Look mate, Lynette’s a good looking girl and if the thought of me involved worries you then I won’t become involved but if me doing it helps you enjoy your sex life I’m more then I’m happy to do it to help a mate, and I’ll stay discreet about it too.”

There, I’d done it!

“Honest,” he said. “I thought she had scared you off. She’s going to be uncontrollable now until you do it!”

I was scared and nervous and made the date for ten days later on a Friday night to give my heart time to slow down. I cleaned every part of me twice; I hosed out every orifice and brushed each tooth individually. My cock was scrubbed and disinfected and now it was time.

As I sat nervously on their sofa, Connor fetched some wine looking as hunky as ever, and his girlfriend was scantily dressed on the other sofa. Her boyfriend joined her as I fiddled with the controls on my camera.

“I think perhaps you two should start and get going and I’ll start filming, then perhaps Connor could take over control while I’m…..involved!!”

“When should we start?” asked Connor.

“Let’s have a few drinks to relax and I can film you two on the sofa then when you’re ready just get started.”

My cock was fit to explode. Perhaps taking a full dose of Viagra hadn’t been necessary. The wine and Viagra made me quite warm but in a nice way. It was halfway through glass number three when Lynette threw her arms around Connor and kissed him. I started filming aware that my panting breath might be noticeable on the soundtrack.

Lynette was dominant. It was she who was lying on top of him; it was she who was stripping him. He was surprisingly docile. She stripped him to the waist and I saw the top of the white band of his shorts. I could just make out top part the words “Giorgio Armani.” She then took his hand and led him to the bedroom. I followed, kicking my shoes off before I went.

She threw him on the bed and dived on top, pulling her own top off and unclipping her skirt. She was in bra and pants. She started to unclip his jeans then unbutton his Levi’s. I got closer. I had to see his cock for the first time. She hauled his jeans down his legs and started to kiss his slightly hairy chest. His nipples were quite large and very erect.

His white boxer briefs hugged his body and the outline of an erection was clear. I zoomed in on it. His cock seemed to be average. Her mouth slid down and she pulled the band of his briefs down, engulfing his cock with her mouth so quickly, I saw nothing. All I could see was a patch of hairs and her bouncing mouth. I needed to see his cock! When she pulled her mouth off, the band flopped straight back up, covering his cock. She then stood up and unclipped her own bra, slipping her panties to the floor so that she stood naked. She turned to me and smiled, cupping her breasts as she did so. She was well developed. I have no idea of breast sizes but they looked about 38 inches to me. She then took her finger and slid it inside herself.

“Of course, you’ve been in there before, haven’t you Lewis?”

“Briefly,” I answered to her, zooming in on both her breasts and then her fingering.

I went closer and zoomed right up to her cunt. She had a neatly trimmed little “V” of pubic hair. Connor lay back stroking the front of his shorts and I zoomed in on him. She saw me and leaned over to slowly strip off his shorts. His cock bounced out as though it had been held by a spring. His balls were quite hairy and tight to his body making them look small. His cock was about six inches long, and quite slim with a slight upward curve. Though he was uncut the foreskin was fully retracted by his erection and precum was oozing out of the slit and causing a gooey string to extend from the tip. He looked at me and I smiled and busied myself zooming in on his cock.

Once more Lynette knelt on the floor between his legs and sucked his entire length expertly. She held his cock firmly in one hand and cupped his balls in the other as she sucked. I decided this might be a good moment to strip. I set the camera facing her and started to strip my shirt, jeans, socks and then briefs. My eight inches was about one and a half times thicker than Connor’s as it sprung into view.

“Holy shit,” said Connor, “That’s a beauty!”

“Fuck that’s gorgeous,” she said as she dived towards me and wrapped her lips around it.

Watching Connor watching my cock being sucked was enough to keep me hard. He took the camera and did some filming of his own as she devoured my cock. I fondled her breasts, hoping it was the right thing to do. Connor came close as he filmed and his warm hairy body pressed against mine as he tried to get a close up of his wife’s oral action. It was like electricity passing through me.

He handed me the camera and lifted her up, laying her back on the bed and went between her legs to lick her gaping vagina. It was quite neat compared to those I had seen on the internet and almost looked edible! Connor noisily slurped and was obviously doing something right as his girlfriend started to gasp and howl. She started to buck up and down before he slowly withdrew his tongue and looked at me.

“Be my guest,” he said.

“Oh, ah, yes, of course,” I mumbled, handing him the camera.

I knelt down and tried to follow his actions, my tongue delving into the wet interior of his girlfriend. The fact that much of it was his saliva helped me enormously and whatever I was doing, her bucking was becoming quite uncontrollable and she started to gasp in short breaths before screaming in what I have to assume was an orgasm.

“God that was good,” she said as she flopped back. “Just give me a couple of minutes and we can keep going. Give me the camera and Connor, you go and stand alongside Lewis, I want to get a shot of you both together.”

He stood alongside me as she filmed away. “Connor lift Lewis’s cock with your hand and you do the same to him, Lewis.”

“No, that’s a bit weird,” he said as I quickly ignored him and gripped his rigid cock with my right hand. He jumped a little then gave small gasp as I firmly grasped it and stroked him up and down.

“Sex is sex,” I said smiling.

He took my cock and gently started to wank me squeezing my cock and feeling its entire length.

“That looks awesome,” said Lynette, zooming in and out and changing positions to catch our faces and cocks as we did it.

She put down the camera and said, “Start me off Connor,” lying back on the bed with her legs wide apart.

Connor, reluctantly I felt, let my cock go and went over to her. He lay gently down kissing her lips and neck and stroking her breasts. His hands gently stroked inside her legs reaching up towards her slit and then he probed inside her, fingering her with one, then two and eventually three fingers. He gripped his own cock and slid it easily inside her. How I wished it had been me he was fucking!

Once he was inside her, her returned to the fully heterosexual man and started to fuck with a vengeance. He held her legs open to allow deeper penetration and he obviously knew how to use what cock he had. I, of course, ensured all of this was on disc! I stroked as I watched his lightly hairy arse pumping up and down and could only fantasise on the pleasures she must be feeling with this Adonis inside her. I walked closer and, under the pretext of helping his thrust, I used the palm of my hand on his buttocks to push him into her and then, gently put my hand between his legs to feel his cock actually penetrate. He didn’t seem to mind so I gripped it at the base and helped him push into her.

“Oh fuck, more, more!” she wailed. “I need more cock. Lewis, fuck me!”

Connor slowed and pulled his cock out of her, the juices glistening on its length. Thankfully the Viagra was ensuring that any doubts my head had about what was coming, were overruled by the blood pumping around my system and focussing on by brick hard cock. Connor took the camera and started to film my cock close up. Lynette took it in her mouth and ripped open a condom packet as she sucked, expertly sliding the rubber out and then, removing her mouth, slipped the rubber over my cock with some difficulty. When it was fully on, she laid back exactly as she had been with Connor, her gaping slit sparkling with female lubrication and I slowly approached her guiding my cock towards her cunt.

To my surprise, as I started to enter, I felt Connor’s hand doing exactly the same to me as I had done to him. Whether the excitement was feeling another man’s cock enter his loved one or feeling another man’s cock, full stop, I didn’t know but it was wonderful to feel him handle me and it helped enormously as I entered his girlfriend. My cock slid in surprisingly easy and I wondered how many men had done this to her without Connor’s knowledge. I wasn’t quite sure what I guy is meant to do so I did a bit of tit-sucking, which she seemed to enjoy, and then kissed her on the lips as I fucked. Connor was pushing my cock slightly to one side as I fucked and I realised he was helping me brush against her clitoris. Whatever he was doing was not only helping me, it seemed to have the desired effect on Lynette who was extremely vocal.

“Oh God yes, fuck me. Give me your fabulous big cock all the way in and let me feel you rip me open. Christ, Lewis that cock is awesome.”

The rest was incoherent as she seemed to orgasm at that point and started to talk gibberish. I could feel Connor’s hard cock brush against my leg as he manipulated his hand to squeeze my cock as I fucked her. The wet of his pre-cum was trickling down my thigh and once again, I just bathed in the excitement that I had managed to have some sexual contact with this hunky heterosexual guy.

Lynette was soaked in sweat and lay gasping as I withdrew. “Wow, that was amazing,” she said. “You two carry on till I get my breath back.”

“Carry on?” I said as Connor looked as though he was about to say exactly the same words.

“Let me film you two guys lying on the couch wanking alongside each other. You could maybe do it for each other. Yes, that’s it, a bit of mutual masturbation would look great on film!”

I sat down quickly on the sofa and looked at a very hesitant Connor standing with his cock in hand.

“It’s just a bit of nonsense,” I said hopefully.

He sat beside me and I quickly leaned across and started to stroke his cock. He pushed his left hand under my stretched arm and gripped mine, with the inexperienced hand of a straight guy. My cock jerked in response. Lynette filmed away, offering directions.

“Open your legs a bit Connor so I can see your balls bounce as he wanks you. Awesome! Now use your other hand to wank Lewis. Look as though you mean it for Christ sake, it’s already been inside my womb almost! Now what else? Anyone wanting to go a bit further, a bit or oral maybe?”

Connor’s cock was already fluctuating in strength of erection and he was now dwindling fast. I leaned quickly across and swallowed the entire length of his cock in my mouth. I used my years of cock sucking practice to work on him, gripping his balls, sliding back his foreskin and squeezing the base as I sucked. He was growing again, boy was he growing. His legs opened, his head fell back on the sofa and his eyes closed. (It’s funny how bi and straight guys always close their eyes when being sucked by a man as though not seeing means it isn’t really happening).

There were little ‘O’s’ coming from him as his cock got harder and harder. Lynette filmed away, winking at me as she did so.

“Oh shit…” was all he said with less than a millisecond of warning as my mouth flooded with his cum. I didn’t lose one stroke and kept going as it pumped and pumped into my mouth. Even when I thought he was finished and released my grip another spurt hit my face. “I’m so sorry,” he said, unaware that few straight guys would have had the immediate reaction with a mouthful of cum, to swallow, as I had.

“Oh don’t worry as long as you enjoyed it.”

“I have never, never had a blowjob like that in my life. It was incredible and I just couldn’t stop it cumming.”

“Forget it. At least it’s all on record.”

“Fuck me again Lewis,” said Lynette.

She had earned this fuck and I was going to do the best I could. Connor took the camera, a little half-heartedly now he had cum, and filmed as I fucked her. This time I gave her my best shot and with the flavour of her boyfriend’s seed in my mouth, sharing it with her as I kissed her, it took me little time to explode inside my condom.

In the afterglow, Lynette showed no guilt whatsoever, Connor quickly pulled his briefs back on and Lynette thanked me time and time again. I responded similarly.

We dressed and as I was leaving and Connor was busying himself, she asked if I would come back again. I said I would and then with a twinkle in her eye she said, “It’s the only way you would get your hands on him anyway so you might as well enjoy it.” She smiled a knowing smile and continued, “And it’s the only way I can get a gay guy with a big cock to fuck me, so we’re both happy!”

She knew, she bloody knew!

Just to finish, I can confirm that I did go back twice more. Connor never went any further than he had done though he loved my blowjobs. The film was superb after editing my entire lecherous close ups of Connor’s cock, balls and arse and only keeping them in on my copy they were happy with the end result. They did marry eventually and as I had changed jobs, my work was done and I never saw them again.

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Julie Become a Slut (Part 2)

2010-03-07T09:54:00.000-08:00

Julie Becomes a Slut (Part 2)
By kewtieboy

(MMF/wife-sharing/bi/oral/ir)

After having to remove her panties due to pissing herself while laughing, Julie inadvertently exposes herself to a young Chinese student in a bar. Her young husband, Steve is a wiling participant in allowing things to go much further when another Chinese student joins in the fun. Where do they go from here?

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After our wild foursome with the two Chinese students, things did not accelerate into wild sex orgies every night. In fact things almost returned to normal. We went back to our urban living with our friends and, though we often talked about that wild night during sex, the assumption was that it was just an isolated incident. Of course if I was being honest with myself at that time, I was hornier than I had ever been in my life. Having this beautiful young wife and knowing that the treasure between her legs was mine but I could “lend it to others,” was an erotic thought to me and I must be honest to you and say that I had never masturbated so much on my own as I did during the four weeks after the event. My cock just wouldn’t go down.

Julie didn’t broach the subject apart from our fantasy sex and I couldn’t bring myself to encourage her to do it again. After all it was her body these strange cocks were impaling. I only had to watch and enjoy. Every time a guy looked at her, my cock went hard. Even a casual look was enough.

She did say, “We must do it again some time,” but didn’t take it any further.

She also said that if we ever did it again it had to be absolute strangers with no chance of anyone else finding out. That meant we would have to plan it but she showed no real interest in doing so.

On that wonderful night when we had first made contact with the young Chinese guy, we had been out for a meal with Peter and Monica and there was no “straighter couple” than they were. Life was marriage, children, job and occasional pleasure. I could never imagine Peter fucking Monica’s brains out in the middle of a field let alone allowing another guy to do it with him.

Our other friends were slightly older. Graeme and Penny had not had much social life for the past nine months as they were expecting their first child. In their mid-thirties this was a late first child but everything was going like clockwork. Interestingly, though Penny was a “Penny plain,” her husband Peter had a slightly raunchy side to him. Any time he and I were alone he talked sex all the time.

“I’d love to give her one,” he would comment as a girl passed. He even talked about “gang banging” some young girl he saw in a bar.

“You and who else?” I asked since it takes more than two to gang bang.

“You’d be up for it with a pretty thing like that, wouldn’t you?” he responded. My smile made him say, “Told you so!”

That kind of banter had gone on for some time. Peter was a well-built guy, not overly muscular but his hair was slightly receding and he had shaved it quite short. His piercing blue eyes and tattooed forearm made him look more aggressive that he ever was in real life.

Penny had been taken in for observation and Peter was floating up and down to the maternity hospital. They lived on the other side of town whereas we were about 15 minutes walk away so Julie suggested he stay with us in the spare room while Penny was inside. As it looked like she might be there until the expected birth date, two weeks away, a little routine developed where he visited her after work and then came to us for a meal. We all sat around chatting and drank a bottle of wine then off to bed.

I started to secretly wonder what Peter’s cock was like and whether it was bigger than mine. I started to fantasise about him fucking Julie. I knew it was highly unlikely but when you’re horny, the brain plays funny tricks. I mentioned my fantasy to Julie.

“How could you think like that with his poor wife sitting there in hospital?” was her response.

“I was just fantasising out loud Julie. Allow me that at least!”

She laughed at me and went to sleep.

About four days into the stay, Peter came in soaked. He had decided to walk back and the Heavens had opened. He dripped into the hall and Julie suggested he shower and change lest he catch cold. He readily agreed and after his shower he shouted down, “Would you mind if I just put on my pj’s and dressing gown?”

“No problem,” I shouted back up, “It’s only a light meal on our lap anyway.”

He came downstairs, well covered and I could see the top of a t-shirt showing and his sleeping shorts visible when his dressing gown opened. We had a good meal and, as it was Thursday, almost the weekend, we opened a second bottle of wine. We chatted away and in the middle of the conversation Peter told us both how lucky we were still to have so much going for each other. He explained that since Penny had been declared pregnant, they had not had any sex at all, not even light foreplay.

“Can you imagine what that does to a guy’s libido?” he said.

“God, you must be horny,” I said, the words out of my mouth before I could stop them.

Julie flashed me a look but Peter just said, “I could shag a scabby dog the way I’m feeling.”

We laughed and changed the subject but as Peter relaxed back on the couch, I realised his cock had slipped out of the flies. He wasn’t aware but Julie was. His cock was big. It was circumcised, unlike mine, but was as big soft as mine was hard. I would have said it was about 6 inches soft but quite and thick. Julie looked at me and raised one eyebrow. She knew what I was thinking but nipped things in the bed.
“You two can chat all you want but I’m off to bed,” she said rising.

“OK, good night,” said Peter. “Fancy a quick beer before we go?” he asked.

His cock was still exposed as he lay back on the couch and when I returned, he continued to say how lucky I was with a pretty little “minx” like Julie.

“Bet you don’t have any problem getting her to come up with the goods?” he said.

“No I don’t,” I replied.

“Is she experimental or strictly missionary?” he asked.

“Oh she has her moments,” I said.

When I next looked, His cock was at full mast and as the flies were completely unfastened he wasn’t fully aware, probably assuming he was covered by his dressing gown.

“At this time,” he said, “I wouldn’t mind a ‘moment’.”

“I can see that,” I said nodding to his open fly and hard cock.

“Oh fuck, sorry,” he said. “Julie didn’t see that, did she?”

“I hope she did,” I said, “It’s about twice the size of mine.

He looked at me puzzled.

When I snuggled up to Julie that night she initially pretended to be asleep but then she said, “That was one Hell of a cock.”

“And from what he’s saying,” I replied, “He wouldn’t mind using it on you.”

“He didn’t say that, did he?”

“Not in so many words but it wouldn’t take much if you fancied it,” I said. “After you left, he spoke about how attractive you were and it got fully hard. I had to tell him.”

“I bet that embarrassed him,” she said.

“He did blush,” I replied.

“I couldn’t do that to poor Penny,” she said.

“I could lose my guilty conscience to see you impaled on that massive dick,” I replied.

She didn’t answer but I knew she was thinking.

Just before we fell asleep, I said, “But we don’t have much time if we’re going to.”

So Friday came along and when I returned home from work there were scatter cushions on the floor and little plates of snacks over the table. Candles were burning around the room and Julie was singing happily in the kitchen.

“What’s going on, “I said.

“A girls’ night in but the girls can’t come,” she said.

I must have looked puzzled.

“I just thought it would be fun to sit around, watch a DVD, play some music, eat some junk food and enjoy a few glasses of wine – sort of chill out after a stressful week,” she said.

I think I guessed what she was hoping to manipulate. She smiled at me and I could see straight through it. It was about four weeks since I had seen that smile.

When Peter came in he was in fine spirit. Julie stopped him at the door.

“Right you, upstairs, shower, change into your dressing gown and we’re having a chilled night in. You just looked so at home and relaxed last night I want to see you like that again.”

He looked at me and then down at his front, not sure if it was a “double entendré or not. She indicated that we would be doing the same.

While he prepared, so did we and Julie put on a flimsy top which clearly showed her bra covered breasts and little panties. Everything was more decorative than protective. She then covered all with a less sexy dressing gown concealing her hidden treasures completely. I was dressed much the way Peter had been the night before.

Well we ate, watched the movie, laughed at the jokes and drank quite a bit. Julie sat on the floor with her back to a chair and Peter opposite and after about two hours I was aware she had her legs open and Peter was watching her. I went to the toilet and on my way back in, could see what he saw. The light fabric of her panties gaped, showing her pubic hair and the lips of her cunt. I sat off to the side and watched Peter. The tent in his shorts was pushing up the dressing gown.

“I was just saying,” said Peter, continuing a conversation he had been having with Julie while I was out,” how lucky you are to have such a beautiful and sexy young wife.”

I smiled.

“It’s not that Penny isn’t sexy but I could do with a little sex to go with it sometimes. A guy has needs and they can be difficult to fill, discreetly.”

The word “discreetly” was added slowly at the end of the sentence. He wanted to “play.”

“What you need Peter, is a girl to help you release your tension, who is not threat to your marriage and who won’t blab to anyone, is that right?”

I looked at Julie as she said this.

“Oh God yes, that’s exactly it. I need a young attractive woman whose husband doesn’t mind if I have my way with her and possibly even enjoys the idea.”

His eyes were flicking back and forward between us.

“And sometimes…..” Julie hesitated at this point,” A woman can want and even enjoy, a randy man who is, how can I say it, obviously better equipped than her husband.”

I shot her a look but she just smiled.

Peter’s breath was coming in short gasps now as Julie dropped to her knees in front of him, put her hands between his legs, quickly unbuttoned his fly and flipped out a massive 8 or 9 inch thick cock before adding, “If you see what I mean.”

“She needs it Peter,” is all I could muster. Julie was in charge now.

She engulfed his cock with her mouth and Peter slumped back on the sofa, his legs opening to allow her free access. She freed his cock by popping it back through the flies and pulling his shorts down, her tongue darting around his big hairy balls.

“Oh God that’s good, so good,” he said.

She slipped his dressing gown off over his shoulders and then stood up to disrobe completely in front of him.

“You are so beautiful and young. Steve’s a lucky man,” he said.

“And tonight I want you to be lucky too,” said Julie.

Peter suddenly sprung into active mode and he stood up, almost lifting Julie off the ground and kissed her like a hungry animal. His cock stuck between her thighs and was visible coming out at the back. His tongue was licking inside her mouth while his hands started to explore her breasts. I stripped and stood alongside watching the action. I knelt behind Julie to kiss her buttocks but the tip of Peter’s cock was visible so I started to lick that too. There was clear pre-cum dripping off the end and I licked it as though it were sustenance.

“Jeesus Steve, what’s happening back there?” Peter shouted to me. “Keep that up and I’ll cum.”

I stopped but I had my assurance that a little bisexual fun was not to be ruled out.

He lifted Julie completely and carried her to the bedroom where he laid her on the bed and started to kiss her all over. He eventually focused between her legs and gently teased her with his tongue, darting around the general area before tickling her little nub, bringing her higher before stopping and moving back over her body. Julie loved being teased like this as she found her eventual climax to be much more exciting. Peter climbed up over her, his legs either side of her chest then offered his massive organ to her. She took it with her left hand and guided it into her mouth, the pre-cum glistening around her lips. I replaced him between her legs, licking and tickling her clit which stood proudly outwards. She was wet, very wet!

She guided Peter on to his back and then sat astride him, lowering her gaping cunt straight on to his mouth. The slurping was muffled as he tried to breathe as he licked. My opportunity suddenly appeared. As he lay with his legs open, his massive cock stuck upright from his hairy balls completely unattended. I dropped to my knees and gripped it, covering the head with my mouth. Wow, this was good. I hadn’t realised what pleasure there was in having a stiff erect sex organ in your mouth. I sucked hungrily up and down while cupping Peter’s balls with my hand. I gently teased my finger lower to his anus and stroked the entrance to his hole. It was doing something to him as his back started to buck up and down in an automated thrusting motion. Julie hung on like a rider at a rodeo, her legs holding down his shoulders while I gave him a blow job and she had his tongue inside her cunt.

“Jeesus Christ, I didn’t realise you too were a horny double act!” he gasped. “Please keep doing whatever your doing.”

Julie slid back down his body, knocking my mouth off his cock as she went. I sat back to watch again. She put his cock in her mouth and hungrily slurped up and down on his massive shaft while he looked down at her pretty face being distorted by the lump of flesh inside her mouth. It looked “perversely attractive” if you know what I mean. I stroked my own cock as I watched her in action.

“Fuck me Peter,” she said, panting like a bitch in heat. “Get a condom Steve!”

It was a command not a request. I quickly flipped open a packet of Durex and ripped the packet to reveal the rubber teat. This was going to be my moment. I reached out and gripped Peter’s cock and stretched the condom over it. It was hard going as his cock was so large but with Julie’s help we managed to stretch it almost to the base of his cock. I lubricated the condom as I had a feeling she was going to need it.

Julie straddled Peter, looking at me and her back to him. She slowly lowered herself down and aimed his cock head at her cunt. I watched and wanked as his tip entered her. She closed her eyes in concentration as the first inch slid into her. I had the feeling that width as well as length might be a problem and this guy was no Chinese student! This was a much slower process that these girls in the porn movies who seem to slide straight on to horse sized cocks without a blink!

It took over five minutes of sliding in and out before the cock was almost inside Julie. Peter was so turned on and Julie screaming so much, I realised I was being ignored. Not that I minded as I was free to enjoy the show. I stood facing Julie and bent forward to lick and nip her nipples with my teeth. She had started riding to keep pace with Peter’s upwards thrusts and his groans suggested he was enjoying it. I knelt down between Julie’s legs and watched. Julie’s legs were wide open and Peter’s were between them, giving me an uninterrupted view as his big cock slid in and out of Julie. His hairy balls hung heavily between his legs and the thought that at that particular moment, they were producing his cum, to be delivered especially for Julie, turned me on no end. I lifted his balls in my hand, wanking myself as I did so. The odd thing about this was at no time in the past would Peter have remotely entertained his private parts being touched by a male, let alone his best friend and here he was, like butter in Julie’s hands (or perhaps in Julie’s cunt), allowing me free access to any part of him I wanted and to do what I wanted with his cock and balls, so turned on was he.

His cock was amazingly hard. I leaned closer and put my tongue tentatively on his balls as the swayed with his thrusts. It was amazing feeling the soft, hairy warmth of a man’s balls at the tip of my tongue. Getting more adventurous, I licked up the shaft and let my tongue dart over Julie’s clitoris. It was being rubbed back and forth by the thick piece of flesh pumping into her. Their thrusts were getting frantic as Julie rode up and down and Peter tried to match her movements. I sat back slightly, my hand holding the base of his rigid cock to keep it absolutely ramrod hard as he humped her.

“Oh shit, I’m cumming,” he shouted.

His rhythm changed and the veins on his cock showed the pumping of blood or cum as he emptied his balls into the condom inside Julie slid off him and shouted, “Hey lover boy, lie there,” to me, while pointing at the floor.

I lay flat on the floor and Julie sat straight down on my cock, this time facing me. My cock slid into her quite easily and the warm, wet reception was exciting against my bare cock. Peter was busy watching while he stripped the heavily laden condom off his cock and flipped it into a waste bin. Julie really started to hump now and I found my climax building. I tried to steady my cock to give her maximum friction against her clitoris and this seemed to work as she gasped, her orgasm slowly climbing. I thought of everything but sex in an effort to slow my own impending explosion but thankfully Julie’s wail, told me I had permission to pump by spunk inside her.

“God I feel guilty now,” said Julie afterwards.

“God, I feel more relaxed than I have for nine months,” said Peter.

Both giggled and I said to him, “We won’t tell if you don’t!”

It never happened again. I suppose the presentation of a baby daughter two days later was enough to send him on a guilt trip. It wasn’t really mentioned again apart from the odd comment on Julie from time to time when we were out for a drink.

When he did, I would say to him, “You should know!” and we’d laugh!

I said that Peter never did it again but he did act as a catalyst for us to have another guy.

Peter and I were out for a drink around six months later (he was given a rare night out) and we had been laughing and joking in a bar in town. We were here because Julie has been swimming and I had arranged to meet her for a drink and then we would go home. Late nights were out for Peter! Peter welcomed Julie with open arms and a kiss and she sat with us greedily drinking a beer to quench her thirst before ordering a glass of wine. Her top was quite revealing showing her ample bosoms to best effect and I was suddenly aware of a smart looking businessman sitting opposite watching us. He was well over six feet tall and of a Caribbean descent, his skin quite dark, his hair cropped close and black and his teeth a dazzling white. He was an amazing figure of a man and extremely attractive, even to me.

Of course we were flirting with Julie quite innocently, though I would hold her hand or kiss her, even slipping my hand up her skirt at one time. Each time I looked across, he would look back and smile at me.

“You have a fan,” I said to Julie.

“I know,” she replied. I should have known she wouldn’t miss a trick.

“You don’t think he wants to play?” I said.

Peter said, “I can’t get involved this time,” and playfully patted Julie’s leg.

The man’s eyebrow rose when he saw Peter being slightly intimate with her.

“I need to pee,” said Peter and he stood up and walked passed the guy to the toilet.

As he passed, he bent down and spoke to him. Julie and I watched as both men so obviously were having a conversation about us and when Peter went to the toilet, the guy smiled broader than ever.

Peter came back, tapped the guy on the shoulder and he stood up to accompany Peter over.

“This is Steve and Julie,” he said, “And you are…?”

“Logan, and no jokes.” He smiled as he said this.

A massive hand came out and shook mine then he leaned forward and kissed Julie on the cheek.

“And she’s a great ride,” said Peter suddenly, “In fact they’re both good in bed!”

I shot him a look as he raised his hand and said, “I’d better be off now!” as he made for the pub door.

“I’m here for the night to meet up with a food importer tomorrow,” he said. “I’ve been in London for a couple of days and am back to Jamaica tomorrow. I hope you don’t mind me looking at your pretty girlfriend. That’s all I was doing but your friend has suggested that I might get even closer to her. Now that would be the highlight of British hospitality.”

We laughed and I looked at Julie before giving him our names. We sat down again and ordered a few more drinks.

“Was your friend telling the truth?” he asked.

“Well yes and no,” I said. “We helped him out when he had some trouble with his partner and was doing without! We don’t make a habit of it,” I lied.

“Oh that’s a pity. It might surprise you but I’ve never had a white woman before.”

Julie looked up and said, “It would be a first for me with a black guy too.”

“Does that mean you’re interested?” he asked. “If it helps, I have a pleasant surprise down here for you.”

He looked down and squeezed a long tube in his suit trousers. I knew Julie was hooked.

“I could be tempted,” she said coyly.

To cut to the chase, twenty minutes later Logan was in our main bathroom showering and Julie and I were doing likewise in our en-suite shower room.

“Please stay undressed,” I asked her as we dried off. “Just that flimsy dressing gown you have and nothing else.”

“OK,” she said as I pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt.

When Logan came out, he was in a brilliant white t-shirt and “Haynes” briefs. The dazzling white underwear only served to accentuate his height and build as well as the darkness of his skin. I could help but notice the heavy bulge in his white briefs. It looked to be slightly erect but I couldn’t really tell. My own cock was straining to escape from my shorts.

“My, my, your husband looks as though he can’t wait to get started,” said Logan when he saw my erection. “You play both ways man?” he asked.

“Sorry?” I said sounding a bit like Hugh Grant in full English gentleman mode.

“Do you like a bit of cock too?” he asked again.

I saw Julie smirk.

“I have been known to partake,” I said, sounding even more like Hugh Grant!

“This should be fun,” he said moving over to Julie.

Her head turned upwards as his tall frame stooped to kiss Julie. His large lips covered her mouth and I heard a gasp as she was enveloped by his big hands. He wasted no time in slipping her robe off leaving her completely naked. Her pale white skin contrasted against his jet black body. His hands took each of her breasts, completely covering them, as his lips continued to kiss her. He leaned forward and started to kiss and lick her nipples, his lips almost covering her breast. The lump in his pants was now extremely visible and it looked big. I stripped naked and took my own cock in hand, sitting on the arm of the sofa to watch the show in front of me.

His left hand slipped between Julie’s legs and I saw his finger slide into her. She gasped as his digit slid about two inches inside her before withdrawing and then repeating the action over and over again. Julie’s hand went to the front of his briefs and slid through the fly front.

“Oh my God,” she said, “That feels enormous.”

“Honey, it is,” he responded.

She took both of her hands and slid his briefs down while he pulled his t-shirt over his head. It took a few moments while she negotiated the beast she was exposing. His cock looked to be over nine inches long but its thickness was about twice mine. I thought Peter was big but this guy was something else! Julie’s hand was struggling to wrap around it. It was not cut and the foreskin slid back to reveal a purple head. She dropped to her knees and put her mouth around the head. Her face looked slightly obscene as she stretched her mouth to envelop his cock.

All the time he muttered encouragement. “Yes, Honey, God that’s good. Suck my cock and feel my juice in your mouth. I’m gonna fuck you with this stick and if you don’t want it, your husband’s gonna get it up his hole!”

That raised my eyebrows slightly. Sucking a cock was one thing but taking a thing like that as my first anal entry was pretty well out of the equation. I hoped Julie would be enough for him though I had some concerns at her ability to take him.

When Julie stood up to kiss him again, I crawled over and started to suck his cock. For a heterosexual man, sucking another man’s stiff cock is quite an amazing experience. There was no doubt in my mind, it wasn’t so much that I wanted a man’s cock in my mouth, but I wanted the man’s cock that was going to fuck my Julie. Julie was the catalyst and I wanted to share her pleasure. I loved being slightly cuckold, subservient to everything that was happening. I knelt between them trying my best to take as much cock down my throat as I could. I managed about half before I started to gag so concentrated on holding it firmly and sucking the head, letting the skin slide back and forth in my mouth.

His juice was slightly salty and erotic and I could feel the taste at the back of my throat. I held his balls which were surprisingly small for the size of his cock, and licked them in between sucks. Suddenly Julie’s legs disappeared into the air and I realised he had lifted her off the floor and was carrying her to the bedroom. I quickly got out of the way.

He laid her on the bed and stood, stroking his big cock.

“Let me see you fuck her,” he said. “I’ll watch and learn.”

Julie was breathing heavily. This was quite early on in sex to be fucking. She liked a longer warm-up but being watched while I fucked her appealed to me.

She lay on the bed with her legs draped over the bottom so I walked over and parted her legs, delving my tongue between them and pushing it into her gaping cunt. She was beautifully moist. I slurped and delved, my right hand stroking my cock. Standing beside us, Logan was wanking his cock and watching every movement. My own hands stretched up and caressed Julie’s tits, tweaking her nipples as I licked her. She whimpered when I did so. There were little short squeals and gasps as I licked the little button which gave her so much pleasure.

I lifted her properly up on the bed and settled between her, ready to fuck when I felt rough hands grip my cock.

“Let me,” he said, gripping my hard erection and aiming it towards Julie’s cunt.

God that felt good. I slid easily into her as his hands released their grip and then moved around to cup my buttocks as I fucked. My cock pumped in and out with relative ease and Julie was enjoying it. His hands pushed me in and out pressing against my buttocks and I felt his finger teasing my anus. I heard his lick his finger and then gently probe my arse. I had no idea what was happening but the sudden build in climax almost had me filling Julie there and then and it took all my self control to stop from cumming. I stopped pumping her.

“I assume pussy boy liked that,” he said with a slight sneer.

“I don’t quite know what you did but it set something off,” I said.

“Here, give me a rubber and let me show your pretty, sweet, white wife what black cock is like.”

“Oh please yes,” whimpered Julie, “Fuck me!”

I handed him a rubber and watched in awe as he struggled to get it over his cock, and even then, it only stretched about two thirds of the way up it. I knelt over Julie and I quickly gripped it to repeat what he had done for me.

His cock was both hard and spongy at the same time. I took great delight in holding it as he gently pushed into Julie.

“Please take it easy,” she said.

He did take it easy but to be honest she was so excited and so wet, I felt sure he could have just plunged it straight in and she would have hardly noticed. He was soon pummelling Julie in the missionary position but then he lifted her up and swung her around to enter her doggy fashion. That gave me the opportunity to act like a hungry dog and dive under them to lick his cock as it entered and withdrew carrying a thick coating of her juice. I licked his bouncing balls, I licked his cock, I even managed to get my tongue partly into her with his cock. I was in heaven.

She spoke in single words. “That….is……fucking…..amazing. Fuck…..me… harder!”

He did!

He was now hammering into her, fully withdrawing and them sliding the entire cock all the way to his balls, then back out and straight back in. I stood on the bed looking down on the scene and he took his hand, grabbing my cock and pulling it towards his mouth as he fucked. His sucked was amazing. This guy was no novice and for a moment I wondered if I actually wanted to try his cock in my arse. I realised that it was stupid but his cock-sucking was phenomenal!

My cum was building and I told him so. This was only thirty or so minutes into the session and, though Julie had already orgasmed once I wanted her to have more.

“You’ll need to stop,” I said,” If you don’t want some English cum in your mouth.”

I don’t know what he did but his tongue seemed to slide under my foreskin and tickle the glans. My cum was jetting into his mouth with hardly a second of warning and he not only drunk it, he gripped my cock to ensure none escaped. My knees buckled on the soft bed and I was struggling to stay upright.

When I subsided, he flipped Julie over and raised her legs high above her head in a “V” shape, leaning forward to kiss her with his cum filled mouth. She let him as he once more started his fucking. I could see her vagina lips wrapped tightly around his cock. I could see the skin pulling out with it then folding back in as he pummelled her.

His thrusting suddenly became a stabbing motion and he grunted with each thrust. Julie howled as another orgasm came over her and he kept his pumping up till she subsided even though it was obvious he had already shot his load inside her. He slid his cock out, the end of the condom heavy with his cum, and he pulled it off. Droplets of cum were hanging from the end of his cock and he grabbed the back of my head and forced it down on his cock as its erection subsided. I was a little reluctant in my post orgasm condition but I took it and sucked it, managing the whole length of the shortening cock. I’m glad I did as the memory has stayed with me since.

Drinking coffee afterwards, Julie said to Logan, “I think Steve is going to have his work cut out keeping me happy after that. Thanks Logan and please, please look us up if you’re ever back this way.”

“Try and stop me Honey,” he said. “Besides, I still want to nail your pretty little husband’s arse!”

We haven’t seen him again, so far!

Julie and I have enjoyed our own sex life all the more. I love her to bits and every now and then, I just enjoy seeing someone else enjoying her, knowing she’s coming back with me. Julie for her part loves cock. She likes small cocks, large cocks, and thick cocks and even worse, she has started asking me to enjoy them with her. There seem to be a lot of guys out there that love the idea of the pretty young thing with the husband who can’t keep her satisfied. I just have to keep finding them for her!

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Coming Out

2010-02-05T04:30:00.000-08:00

Coming out
MMM/sleep/oral/anal/alcohol

Witnessing his best friend molest his own nephew while he is drunk makes a divorced straight guy discover his own sexuality

“Well that was something different. If you had told me a year ago that I would be sticking my cock up some guy’s arse I’d have punched your face!”

“I have to say that when you started talking to me in the bar downstairs it didn’t cross my mind you were…well, you know… one of THEM. You kind of did the pick up in a nice way though and the thought has crossed my mind once or twice so I suppose you just pressed the right buttons.”

“Before? No this is my first time with a guy and you would think at 42 I would have known I wanted to do it before but I didn’t really. When my wife and I split up four years ago I hadn’t even thought of guys as sex objects. Sex had become pretty boring and she said I had lost interest in her sexiness. I had, because I didn’t fancy sex with her any more.”

“Well now that you ask, perhaps I did have an inkling I wanted to do something like this. Then something happened that shocked me and I have never told anyone about it. I suppose I was too embarrassed then and I also had guilty feelings about it. Surely you’re not interested in my sordid past? You are! Well Ok then, here goes!”

************

“When the wife and I split, we had a grown up daughter and she went with my wife. It was quite amicable especially since she quickly shacked up with a successful businessman. I rented an ex-council flat with one bedroom, lounge, bathroom and kitchen and a little boxroom which I used for my computer and stuff. My best friend Steve had split with his wife too, she said he had forgotten how to fuck so at 38, he was in the same position as me. He had a few more extra friends whom I never met and often went into town at the weekends so he was more of a party animal. He seemed to be getting enough sex judging by the constant grin on his face but he didn’t really discuss it with me. I was getting very little sex and had lost interest in the real thing, using my internet access to keep me satisfied. My little flat in Manchester was enough for me and was handy for the city centre and work.

I received a telephone call from my sister to say that my nephew Lewis was celebrating his 18th birthday and at the same time, his best friend, 21 year old Paul, was about to get married and his stag party was coinciding. As they lived 40 miles from Manchester, could I put the both up on the night of the joint party? I had a sofa bed so told her that if they didn’t mind sharing, I had no problem. She phoned back 30 minutes later to say the boys had asked if I wanted to join the group on their pub crawl. Mindful of my age, I said I would if Steve could come along to keep this old timer company amongst the young drunks. It was all agreed. I suggested that Steve stay over too if he didn’t mind sharing my bed on the night.

Well the night was successful if you consider 35 guys all having pizza at 6.00 pm and then trawling around bars until they were all senselessly drunk a success. The evening had been fun though and it passed very quickly, finishing a lot faster than I had expected. All four of us were back at my place by 1.30am. As it was a Saturday night, I had recorded the football highlights earlier and Steve suggested we crack open a few bottles of beer and settle down to watch the television. There wasn’t much room so both Lewis and Paul stripped down to their briefs and climbed under the duvet on the sofa bed while Steve and I sat in the chairs and sipped our beers.

Both lads were attractive. Lewis took after my side of the family and he was a well built, curly blonde haired lad with a well shaped and defined but not over muscular body. He still had a certain childishness to him. Paul on the other hand was over 6 feet tall, short dark hair and was quite slim. He looked a little older than his 21 years and I noted his body had only a small patch of chest hair though his legs were quite hairy.

I was struggling to stay awake and when I looked across at the lads, they were back to back, sound asleep. I mentioned to Steve that perhaps we should get to bed but he said he wanted to see the end of the programme so I stood up and headed down the hall to the bedroom. I stripped down to my briefs and went to bed. I was out like a light in seconds.

Something woke me. There was no noise, no bright light. I just suddenly woke. I looked over to find I was still alone in the bed and checked the time noting that it was 3.30am. Assuming that Steve had dropped off in the chair, and as I could still hear the television blaring, I got up and carefully walked down the hall not wishing to waken the boys. The concrete build of these flats meant no creaky floorboards. When I reached near the top of the dark hall, the small table lamp in the lounge displayed Steve beginning to stand up from a sitting position on Paul’s side of the bed. The duvet was pulled back and Paul’s slim 7 inch cock was absolutely erect and standing straight up from his body. There was a glistening of moisture as though it had just been sucked. Steve was totally naked; his thick 7 inches looked much bigger than Paul’s. Steve was stroking it, pulling the foreskin back and forth as he looked down on a sleeping Paul. He was completely oblivious to my presence. He slowly pulled the duvet back, exposing both boys. Lewis was on his back, his briefs still intact whilst Paul’s had been pulled down to his knees, I assumed by Steve. Steve then climbed between the boys and gently pushed Paul’s briefs down and off before pushed his legs apart. I could see his anus as his legs were spread. Steve then dropped down and engulfed Paul’s brick hard cock. He held the base firmly in his left hand while sucking the top third. I was amazed how hard Paul looked.

I decided I had to stop this before realising my cock was sticking out the top of my own briefs, brick hard. I decided to wait a little until it subsided.

Steve was now sucking frantically and I was amazed he hadn’t woken Paul. For a brief moment, he took his mouth off the rampant cock head and as he did, I saw Paul’s body slightly arch and a jet of cum shot straight up about 3 feet in the air. Steve reacted immediately, quickly covering the head with his mouth and the gulping sounds suggested he was dining out on Paul’s seed. I had never seen anything like it and was amazed at the ease with which Steve performed this act. He was no virgin to gay sex that was sure.

He slid Paul’s briefs back on and pulled them up. I decided had better slip back to bed now that he was finished and was just about to pull away when I saw his hand move over to my nephew’s bulge. This was too disgusting for words, my own nephew being molested by my best friend. I was riveted as he slid Lewis’s brightly coloured Calvin Klein briefs down, revealing a soft uncut cock resting on a pair of surprisingly large balls. Dark blonde hair curled around them and a little path of hair led up to his navel. Steve moved over to the other side of the bed and slipped the briefs off. He raised them to his face and inhaled them deeply. His own cock stood rigid and he stroked it from time to time. He then leant forward and took Lewis’s soft cock in his mouth. I could see him rolling it around in his mouth as he caressed Lewis’s balls. When his mouth came off slightly, I could see that Lewis was responding to the administrations. For all I knew, he could have been a virgin and here his first sex act was being molested by a pervert. My cock was aching so I slid my own pants down and started to stroke my cock. I was ashamed of myself but very excited too.

Soon Lewis had a 6.5 inch erection. It was quite thick, though. Thicker than average and I remember thinking that some girl is going to enjoy having that sliding inside her cunt. Steve was sliding Lewis’s foreskin back to reveal his pink head, then enveloped it once again. He cupped his balls and even fingered the entrance to his hole a few times. Lewis was soon brick hard. Steve then repeated the performance he had made on Paul. He gripped the base and tightly sucked Lewis’s cock head up and down. Lewis whimpered in his sleep, obviously having one heck of a dream. His back seemed to rise and then slump back on the bed as Steve took delivery of his second load of young cum in ten minutes. I stayed until he slid Lewis’s pants back up before tiptoeing back to bed where I just made it before I heard the television being switched off and Steve heading down the hall.

He climbed into bed and whispered my name. I feigned sleep. I was lying on my back, aware my cock was still brick hard. It came as a shock to me when I felt his hand stroke the front of my briefs. Without any nervousness, they were slipped down and Steve’s mouth wrapped around my cock. He took my limp hand and placed it on his own hard cock and it took all my willpower not to grip it and start to wank him. I couldn’t have coped with the embarrassment of him knowing, I knew what he had done to my nephew. I was also guilty that I had found it so exciting to watch. He slid out of the bed and into the bathroom and I heard him rattling around before returning. I couldn’t look so had to lie there, my cock standing up. I felt something cold being rubbed on my cock and realised he was lubricating it I presume with some cream from my medicine cabinet. Surely he wasn’t going to want fucked?

From his movements I realised he was sitting astride me facing me as he lowered his arse on to my hard cock. I felt a resistance as I met with the entrance and then with a push, my cock started to slide inside him. He slid up and down, more of my cock entering him each time until he was up to my balls. I could hear his cock being rubbed and his balls bouncing on my belly as he slid up and down in a squatting position. I couldn’t possibly last. No sex for months and just having witnessed what I had meant that my cock erupted from the base of my balls and it felt like Vesuvius as my cum fought to escape to fill his rectum. He was aware, he could not avoid being aware as the boiling fluid forced a passage into his body and I felt his own cum spray across my chest and hit my face. Some trickled over my lips and I allowed then to part slightly and let a small drip enter my mouth, the saltiness spreading quickly.

I heard his say, “Oh shit,” as he realised the mess I was in.

He slid his arse off my cock and ran to the bathroom where I heard tissues being ripped and taps being run as he cleaned firstly himself and then ran back setting to work on my cock and chest. It took fully 5 minutes before he eventually climbed into bed and it took me a great deal longer than that to fall asleep.

I realised then, that Steve was gay but I never did let on to him. Nothing happened like that again though my nephew did arrive at my door drunk one night three months later and I let him stay and, telling him there was a problem with the mechanism on the sofa bed got him to crash out with me. I chickened out a bit though. I managed to stroke him to full erection and managed to suck his cock but was shaking so much, I ended up wanking myself off while his cock lay in my mouth.

I haven’t done anything since and here I am with a real live queer. Are you doing anything next week?”

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Julie Becomes a Slut (Part 1)

2009-12-25T10:00:00.000-08:00

Julie becomes a Slut (Part one)
By kewtieboy

MMMF/voyeur/first time/ bi/oriental

Accidentally exposing herself to a young Chinese guy in a pub, Julie discovers she is excited by it. Her husband discovers that he has another side too!

The Steve and Julie you see now is not the Steve and Julie from four years ago. We were just like every other young married couple. We had the white wedding, the honeymoon in Mauritius and the struggle to put a deposit down on a semi-detached house. We came home having done nothing for two weeks but sunbathe, eat, drink and shag. We only had eyes for each other.

Lying around the pool at the Saint Geran with all the beautiful people who seemed to have more money than we had (her dad paid for the honeymoon), I never tired of watching Julie walk towards me and feel proud that this sexy little 21 year old was all mine. It gave me great satisfaction to see other men’s eyes follow her walk and look longingly at her tight little buttocks swaying and I knew that I and only I was going to screw her later. I didn’t realise then, that the pride I was showing was the seed of a greater desire which started to grow some three years later and was actually nurtured by Julie, initially by mistake and subsequently, deliberately.

So we’re three years down the road, we have neighbours, we have friends, we have other couples round for dinner, we have parties and we have no kids. Initially it was by design but for the previous twelve months we had been trying without success. Neither of us were particularly kid orientated but were aware it was going to be a necessity in the grand scheme of things.

Out for an Italian meal with Peter and Monica, our near neighbours, we had been having a great night and, to be honest, had been drinking way more than normal. Monica and Julie had been having some private conversation that seemed to stop every few minutes while they laughed hysterically and had to be “shushed” by the two of us as people were looking at them in the bar where we were now ensconced.

Suddenly Julie shrieked, whispered something to Monica and the pair of them scurried to the ladies toilet leaving Peter and I looking at each other with a “women, who would love them,” look.

When they came back, they calmed down but from time to time, kept giggling again. They wouldn’t tell us what was so funny. Eventually it was past midnight and Peter and Monica said they were going. Julie said she fancied just one more but they weren’t for changing their minds so they left and we stayed. Julie was in a soft chair a bit like and easy chair and I was in a higher, hard chair opposite but slightly off to the side.

“So come on then, what was the joke?” I said.

“Stay where you are,” said Julie, “And then look over at me.”

I didn’t fully understand until she slightly opened her legs and there was her cunt, clearly visible.

“Where are your pants?” I spluttered.

“I peed myself,” she said. “When Monica told me that joke about the Italian waiter, I just squirted. Not much though but enough to make me have to rush to the toilet, take off my pants and wash my little friend down here in the disabled toilet.”

I found it really funny.

“That guy is watching me. I think he saw my cunt,” she suddenly said.

I looked round and a young guy who seemed to be a Chinese student, smiled at me with a knowing smile.

“It was when I opened my legs to show you,” continued Julie, “He got an even better look than you.”

She seemed quite unaffected by it which surprised me as Julie was never one for showing her tits or bits off, even on holiday.

“I don’t think he did,” I said.

“Watch,” she replied opening her legs again.

The beaming smile on the guy’s face suggested he definitely could see her cunt.

“He’s got me a bit wet down there,” she said, “And I haven’t peed myself either.”

I felt my cock stir and as I looked across, I could clearly see a lump at the front of the student’s cotton Chinos.

“He’s hard,” She said.

Before I could stop her, she had opened her legs again and slightly pulled her skirt higher which had the effect of ensuring that what had previously been in shadow was now on display.

“I feel sooo naughty,” She said.

Thankfully because of the angle no one else could see what she was up to.

“You shouldn’t do this,” I said to her quite seriously despite my erection. It’s not fair to lead the poor guy on into thinking he’s going to get something he’s not.”

“Maybe I should give it to him,” She said with a drunken twinkle in her eye.

“Don’t I have a say in this?” I snapped angrily.

“But you’re already saying,” she said and leaned forward to squeeze my brick hard cock. I jumped.

“You’re not seriously going to pick up a stranger in a bar and let him….let him…”

“Fuck me,” she finished.

“Fuck you,” I said quietly.

“What would you say if I said I did?” she asked. “He’s a stunning looking young guy. He looks almost too young to be in a bar let alone be thinking of fucking some guy’s horny wife.”

I had to admit, his small, slim build gave him the look of a naughty schoolboy but his smile was from cheek to cheek.

I had to go to the toilet though I also wanted to see what she would do if I did. I went to the urinals which were thankfully empty, and fished out my brick hard 7 inches. It took a moment but at last I started to let the piss flow. I was suddenly aware that someone was next to me.

“You would think a cock like that would be enough for her,” said the Chinese lad with that accent Oriental people who have learned English outside Britain speak.

“Mine isn’t as big,” he nodded down and a 6 inch dark-skinned uncut cock stood brick hard in his hand. Dark hair curled out from the fly in his trousers.

“I think she’s just drunk,” I said, struggling to force my stiff dick back through my jeans fly.

“Oh, I would have loved to do it to her and let you watch me,” he said. “I have never yet fucked a British woman and she looks to beautiful and sexy. You are a lucky man.

God my cock was hard! I smiled and walked out.

“What did he say, what did he do?” She said grabbing me as I came out.

“He wants to fuck your brains out,” I said.

“This is just so, so erotic,” she said. “I’ve never been so excited in my life. A complete stranger, a complete young Oriental stranger, wants to fuck me. Oh God, I feel so horny Steve. What do you think we should do?”

“How would you feel in the morning when you sober up?” I asked.

“Hornier,” she said.

“I’ll let him if it’s what you want,” I suddenly said. I was frightened as this was beyond my control.

I looked up as the young guy was leaving the bar. The decision had been made for us!

We were tired, drunk and exhausted and when we managed to get home, fell fast asleep.

Next morning was Saturday and as we lay in bed Julie said, “Did I really expose myself to a complete stranger last night? That’s so embarrassing.”

“I didn’t recognise the Julie in that bar,” I said with a disapproving tone.
“Wait a minute,” said Julie, “Is this the guy with the stiff erection who exposed it to the guy in the toilet then came back and told me to fuck him, giving me a reprimand?”

I laughed. She was right and we both knew we had found the whole incident erotic, even though the route to it had been completely accidental.

“He was really cute though” Said Julie. “I could visualise him between my legs hammering away at me.”

Julie’s hands were between her legs as she spoke.

“I’ve never been like that in my life but I was really excited last night. Honestly, what did you think?”

“I have to say, Julie,” I answered, “At that moment I would have brought him back and let him do what he wanted to you. I have no idea where the thought came from but at that time it was all I wanted.”

“I love you, you know,” She purred.

“And I love you, which is why I’m confused,” I said.

“Should we go back to that wine bar tonight?” she said, still fingering herself.

“You want to, don’t you?”

She flushed and I had her answer.

This time we would be in control and if he wasn’t there, then fate would have made the decision for us, as fate had the previous night.

We had time to prepare and, to be honest the excitement of preparing was almost as much fun as the doing would be if he was there. I took a Viagra. I had bought some on holiday more for fun than anything but it had made me so excited with a rock hard erection that I kept them and took a half tablet if we were having a serious session with each other.

I asked Julie to leave her panties off completely this time and after dining at home, with a bottle of wine, we headed out at around 10.00 pm, the same time we had arrived at the bar the previous night. It was busy but slightly quieter than the previous night and we managed to get into a little booth over by the window which, though it allowed us to see the bar clearly also angled away from the bar area so we had some privacy. If Julie moved to the other side, she could, however, face the bar should she feel like exposing again. This is where she sat, with her legs closed!

He wasn’t there and after about 40 minutes of chatting and the best part of our second bottle of wine for the night we almost forgot why we were there and chatted to each other. I went to the toilet and while standing at the urinal was aware of a guy arriving beside me. Like most guys do, I kept my head down and concentrated on the business in hand.

“It was a lot harder last night,” the voice next to me said

I looked up at the source and there was our Chinese student with the smile.

I smiled in a slightly embarrassed way and left, hurrying back to Julie.

“Good news and bad news,” I said to her. “He’s here, but I was so embarrassed I left.”

No sooner were the words out of my mouth than Julie nudged me and nodded towards the bar where two guys sat opposite on high cocktail stools with a small bar area in front, facing in our direction. The first was our friend from the previous night and he joined a second Chinese guy and spoke to him. Both looked up and smiled straight at Julie.

The friend looked expectant.

“Well that’s our fun ruined for the night as he’s not alone,” I said, slightly relieved to be honest, as I was shaking with expectation, fear and lust.

“Not necessarily,” said Julie, “Imagine two Chinese cocks instead of one.”

“Oh come on Julie, surely you don’t want…..” My voiced tailed away as I looked at her face.

“We might never get another chance. Are you with me?”

I nodded softly as Julie, not waiting to give me a second chance, slid around to the edge of the “U” shaped booth until she was facing the guys. She smiled and slowly opened her legs. I could see nothing except the expectant look on the young students’ faces. I saw the guy from the previous night press his trouser front as though to adjust himself. She slid her skirt up, ever so slightly, looking around to ensure the show was for their eyes only. Then she opened her legs further and I realised they could now see her treasured possession.

The guys spoke animatedly to each other, gulping their drinks as they watched Julie slide back and forth in the booth, obviously allowing her cunt to open and close as they watched. From time to time she would have to close her legs as someone passed. My mouth was dry, very dry! I gulped the last of the wine down. Julie looked at me, stood up and started to get ready to leave.

I meekly followed, putting down my glass. Julie smiled at the guys and looked towards the door, daring them to follow. We left.

Outside, we waited patiently and it took about three minutes before both guys came out and stood nervously around the door to the pub. Julie was enjoying her complete control over all three of us. She walked over.

“Remember how we said we wouldn’t play last night? Well, we’ve changed our minds if your game and that includes your friend.”

The first guy looked at the second who was nodding enthusiastically. We had them and it was really going to happen!

I don’t remember the walk back to the house. Julie chatted with both guys and I stumbled along behind not sure if I was an active member, a voyeur or excess to requirements. When we arrived, Julie busied herself getting the guys towels and showing them the bathroom, and then she grabbed me and dragged me to our shower room.

“I’m a little nervous about all this,” I said. “What am I meant to do?”

“I’m nervous too but so excited,” she replied. “Do as much or as little but just remember all our little conversations about how much you wanted me to be seduced.”

She squeezed my cock. “And it looks like your cock knows what it wants even if your head doesn’t.”

I was brick hard.

Once all the showering and washing was done we poured some drinks and sat around, fully dressed again for about 20 minutes. Names were exchanged and we had a Weng and a Jun. Weng was our original meet and Jun, his friend. Both were students at a language school in town though their English suggested they didn’t need to learn any more. Julie, once more, took the lead.

“C’mon guys, this girl needs some cock,” she said.

We padded through to the bedroom behind her and she stripped off her top as she went, leaving her in her bra. The guys were like dogs on heat. They kept looking at me to make sure I was ok with it and I kept smiling and nodding as though we did this sort of thing every day. When she turned around, her back to the bed, both boys stood, one on either side and she put her arms around them and kissed Weng on the lips. His erection was clearly visible through his trousers and for some reason this excited me.

Jun stood behind her, his hands around her cupping her breasts and his obvious erection pressing against her buttocks. Soon her skirt was off and she was standing in just bra. Jun started to unclasp the bra and it too fell. Julie looked sexually radiant. Her medium length blonde hair hung down to her shoulders and was slightly dishevelled which gave her a raunchy look and her perfect body and 36 inch tits looked perfectly in proportion to her. Nipples were erect and Jun started to play with them while kissing her beck. Weng was still kissing her like a madman.

Julie dropped to her knees and started to unbutton jeans. Weng was first and as she did so, he pulled off his t-shirt. His body was dark skinned and completely hairless though his dark nipples were very pronounced. I looked down and Julie had his jeans down and he kicked off his shoes to get out of them completely. His briefs were quite small and dark blue and a pronounced erection stuck out. Julie looked at me and smiled as she slipped his underwear down. The cock was only about 5 inches long but was like a rod of iron. It sprung out, curving slightly upward, the foreskin slightly pulled back and the glans visible underneath. She enveloped it completely with her mouth and Weng gasped. I got the distinct feeling this was truly his first woman since arriving in Britain and may even have been his first woman, full stop!

Jun was stripping himself behind her. His cock looked almost identical to his friends though it was slightly thicker and about 6 inches long. He also curved upward. Both were almost completely devoid of hair except for thick blue/black curly pubic hair only above the cock with a few stray black hairs on the balls. Jun moved around to offer his cock to Julie who alternated between them. I started to strip until I too was naked and watched alongside, stroking my cock. In fairness the guys pulled back to allow me to join but I motioned for them to enjoy her between them. I moved quite close and knelt down to watch Julie’s lips as she sucked each cock deeply to the back of her throat, turn about. I could almost hear her purring.

I stood up again as Weng laid her down on the bed, her legs draped over the bottom. He knelt on the floor, pulled off her panties and then went between her legs to dine. His slurping tongue sounded like it was a banquet. Jun started to kiss her as she held his cock in her hand and I sat on a chair watching and wanking. This was turning me on.

I was amazed just how hard these guys’ cocks were. Mine was stiff but slightly drooping, even with the Viagra, while they were brick hard and curving upwards as though desperately waiting to fuck. Weng adjusted Julie’s position for fucking and looked at me. I quickly grabbed a condom and handed it to him. He ripped it open and stretched it over his rigid organ. The tight latex made it look very sexy. As his friend looked on, he lay on top of Julie and inserted his cock with ease. Julie whimpered with pleasure as he pumped his cock into her. Jun stood and watched and as he was slightly in my way I stood up and moved closer to the action.

I saw Jun looking again at my much larger cock. He then looked at me and smiled in a slightly odd way, before dropping to his knees and covering my cock with his mouth. I started to pull back but his hand went round to grip my buttock and pull me to him. When I stopped my mild protest, he gripped my cock and started to suck me in a way I had never been sucked. He was a born cock sucker. His grip was firm and his sucking was amazing. As I watched Julie being pumped by Weng, his hands holding her tits while he kissed and sucked them, his friend was sucking me ever closer to orgasm. I didn’t want to cum first so I stopped him.

He stood up and kissed me. Again, I was slightly repulsed but again, his kissing was so enthusiastic, I found myself searching for his tongue. He moved off my mouth and kissed my nipples. No one had ever done that before and I found the sensitivity electric. Then he looked again at me and pushed my shoulders downwards. He was wanting me to suck him.

I was reluctant to say the least. This was all very new to me. Julie was flat out on the bed, a Chinese cock hammering at her cunt, oblivious to her husband performing homosexual acts beside her! I dropped to my knees and tried to emulate the action Jun had just performed on me but succeeded in almost circumcising him with my teeth. He held my cheeks and gently pushed his iron rod into my mouth. I gripped it and wrapped my lips around it, feeling the soft foreskin slide back as I sucked and the hard texture of his flesh in my mouth. I was soon sucking like a professional, if there is such a thing!

I was aware of Weng slipping out of Julie, and as he looked across, he smiled when he saw the action beside him.

“He’s always doing that,” he said to me.

Julie, flat on her back, panting, was unaware what “that” was.

Jun walked over and ripped open and condom, stretching it on his cock and took up position to fuck Julie. I watched him repeat exactly what had gone before and soon Julie was gasping and whimpering again as he reached his breakneck fucking speed. As I watched, Weng’s cock appeared in front of my face.

“Mine has been inside your wife,” he said, “so it tastes better.”

It wasn’t quite true as it tasted slightly of rubber but it was still and exciting thing to suck. I realised what women got out of sucking cock. It was a satisfying thing to do. Perhaps a flashback to breast feeding!

I was really into it as Weng stood and I cupped his small balls in my other hand, while gripping the base of his cock like a cock ring and sucking for all my worth. I heard Julie orgasm for the second time that night as Jun teased his cock in and out of her and I wondered if he had cum in her. That was the least of my worries because as the thought passed through my head, I was aware of a massive increase in the fluid inside my mouth and looking up sharply, the ecstatic look on Weng’s face told me he had just unloaded a fresh supply of Chinese baby batter into my unsuspecting mouth. In shock, I stopped sucking. He grabbed his cock and continued wanking himself and as my mouth withdrew, three fast blasts of cum splattered on my face. The heat and sensation were initially disgusting but the erotic, ammonia-like smell was not. I look at him as he approached and squeezed the last few drops on my face. I did nothing.

I stood back and I stood up, wiping the remnants from my face.

“You fuck her now,” said Weng, “I want to watch.

Jun withdrew as he said this and I lay on top of Julie to enter her. No condom for me, I was going to cum in her. I started to fuck her. The sensation of entering a warm, already prepared cunt is absolutely wonderful. Her juices made entry so easy and I was soon at my stride. As I fucked, Jun sat astride my back and wanked himself. His finger traced my arse hole and his wet tipped cock rubbed on my buttocks. There was no way he was going to fuck me, but I had to admit that the attention to my rear end was highly erotic and when I felt his cum blast all over my arse and back, I shot into Julie with a force that actually hurt my entire cock length.

I withdrew with a “phew.”

Weng knelt down between Julie’s bruised and battered cunt and went back between her legs with his tongue, lapping my cum as it leaked back out. I looked at Jun as I wiped his cum off my arse and he just smiled as though to say “what’s he like?” as a mother might say over an errant toddler.

When they had left, Julie and I lay and basked in the sexual afterglow. She was concerned I had been left out, until I told her what had actually happened.

After a few jokes about me “batting for the other side,” she actually said she found it quite erotic, sharing her husband with another guy.

“Where do we go from here?” I asked her.

“Where do you think?” she retorted with a wicked glint in her eye.

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