All you have to do is ask
It started with a private conversation I had with one of my best friends. I thought I knew everything about this gentleman. I knew him back when I had been a single man and dating my then future wife. Now, I had been married ten years and known this man for four more when he finally confided with me. I was wrong, there had been this other side of him that I never imagined.
I had been reminiscing and had told him how I’d stopped by, (his now ex-), girlfriend’s house and she and another woman had been lounging in the backyard in these tiny little “Australian” style bikinis. Both got flirtatious but I just laughed and joked around. He responded that she had been a freak and couldn’t get enough fucking and then he told me that he and a friend had tag teamed her. I looked around, even though we were alone in the room, and then leaned toward him. It turned out that, according to him, she loved to fuck and wanted both guys in her all night. Then he told me that they’d been swingers. I was kind of shocked. I had not expected this turn of events. She was now married, and I knew her but I we didn’t really have the same circle of friends. Outside of him.
I don’t think I said much after that. I probably changed the subject. I finally asked him about it again on the phone a few days later. He told me about a few of their adventures with other couples. In a joking manner he related how the male half of a couple they swung with, seemed more interested in sucking my friend off than making it with his girlfriend, much to fuck-freak girlfriend’s chagrin. Then he told me that he and his other buddy, whom he wouldn’t name, had double penetrated fuck-freak girlfriend and that she’d loved it.
Up until he told me that, I’d thought much of this was highly interesting and maybe a little weird to realize I was just now finding out about it. But the DP story triggered me. That had always been one of own my fantasies. My hard on was growing in my pants and I asked him for more details and told him that I thought his confession was hot. I told him I loved DP porn scenes and that I had a couple of hot VHS tapes.
We ended up watching one together alone in my house. It may have been TDIMJ III, the scene where two black guys DP a little blonde porn actress. We were sitting on the couch facing the TV. At some point in the beginning of the clip, he asked if he could take his dick out and stroke it. I said sure and eventually brought out my own. I kept trying to steal glances his way. I wanted to watch the movie but I was fascinated because I was in my late 30’s, by then, and had never watched another man masturbate. A few minutes went by and now the scene was nearing it’s climax but I was just staring at his hardon and stroking my own. He reached over and put his palm flat on the head of my dick and rubbed my pre-cum around and then coated his own cock head with my juice. I told him I was going to cum and his palm returned. He held it flat again and gently touched the end of my dick. I shot three good spurts and coated his palm and my shaft, leaving a puddle of it in my pubic hair. He used my cum as lube and stroked off his own load. It shot up and glazed his muscled belly. I shuffled into the kitchen and grabbed some paper towels.
About a week went by and I stopped by his apartment with another tape. I don’t remember which one. After the first couple minutes we had our dicks out again and he asked if it was okay if it he held mine. I nodded yes and he reached over and softly wrapped his hand around the shaft of my cock. I was painfully hard watching him stroke himself with one hand while he stroked me with the other. He leaned over and put his mouth around the head and teased it with his tongue. He pulled off and told me not to cum in his mouth. I had to push his head away after another moment. I was sure I was going to shoot. I reached over and grabbed his cock. It was slightly smaller than mine but hot to the touch and hard as iron. After stroking him a bit I thought to myself that every woman in the world does it, how bad could it be? I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I was surprised that I didn’t gag or choke and that his pre-cum, which was drooling out in quantity, simply tasted salty and a bit chalky but not unpleasant. No teeth, he admonished me and I learned to draw my lips over them. I moved up and down and cupped his balls in one hand. He warned me that he was going to cum and I pulled him out and held him tight while he pulsed out a huge load all over his belly again. Let me see you cum, he said. I stood up facing him and jacked off onto his belly adding my juice to his. We cleaned up again and smoked a joint. I asked about his ex-girlfriend and he told me some more stories. I didn’t feel any shame at all and he shared everything except the names of their other partners. I tried to imagine this woman that I thought I had known, and even had asked out on a date once, (though we never hooked up), being double penetrated by my friend and presumably one of my other friends, (why else would he be secretive about their name?).
The next time we met up it was back at my place, my wife had gone to sleep hours before. We were just talking and watching SNL on my TV. I had a large baby grand piano in one corner of the room. I didn’t play but my wife did and I’d inherited it when no one else in my family wanted it. I moved back into the corner behind it and got on my knees. He took his cock out and began to pump it into my mouth. I was curious as to what I could do and decided to try deep throating him. I eventually took it all. I twirled my tongue around the head on the out-stroke. In minutes he shot a wadd down the back of my throat. I didn’t even taste it. Not a drop met my tongue and that kind of disappointed me. I realized I liked the taste of his juice. It turned me on that I could make him cum just like it turned me on when I helped make my wife cum.
I felt bad that in the most unexpected way, I had cheated on her. We had been married ten years and this was the first time. Of course, I’d thought about doing other ladies, just a guy thing to always be thinking about sex but I never showed it outwardly. She was a beauty, a slender brunette with small breasts and a fantastic ass. Proper in public but she had a little bit of a wild streak in the sack. I felt to embarrassed to just confide in her. I’d always been totally straight. A typical, vanilla mid-management white guy with a desk job in IT at a Fortune 500 Company. I didn’t know how to tell her I liked sucking my friends cock.
Another month went by and he and I would meet once or twice a week. We did a sixty-nine on his bed once, laying on our sides. It was exciting but distracting to me. I still liked to take turns. I asked him what he thought about my wife. Sexually. In the 11 years that he’d known her, I’d have been there on every occasion we’d been together. I had never seen him make a pass at her, not even just k**ding around. He told me that he’d always thought she was hot. I opened up about some of our secrets, that she loved me eating her for prolonged periods. That we had a dildo we’d bring out and I’d use it on her while I licked her clitoris. I asked him if he’d like to fuck my wife.
He told me a story as he pushed his cock into the back of my mouth. 5 Years earlier when I had lived in a different, smaller house, I’d invited him to sleep on the couch rather than drive home late at night. Late that night he’d heard noises coming from our bedroom hallway and he’d snuck down to check them out. He peaked around a corner and found me pounding my wife doggy style in the dark hallway. I pulled away from his dick and told him that my c***dren had fallen asleep in our master bedroom and I had thought we had been really quiet. Now I was jealous that he’d seen me fucking her. Not jealous that it was with my wife, but jealous because I also wanted to watch her fuck. I wondered what his cum and her pussy would taste like together. I wondered about watching her use his dick and what it’d be like to see her get off with him. All those years of fucking her, and eating her, and practicing fuck licking with a dildo. I had a hunch she might like it.
So, I just asked her. We were laying, cuddling after fucking and talking about different things. I brought up his story about hearing us fuck in the hallway. She said she remembered that night. We had been so horny and the k**s were in our bed, he’d been in the living room on our couch where'd wee normally sneak off to. I had simply shut our bedroom door and gone down to my knees. I had ate her where she stood, leaning back against the wall. She bent her legs and ground her pussy on my face. She recalled I’d been noisy, later, when I came - that I’d immediately gone down on her and cleaned her up. I told her that he told me that he found her really attractive and then I popped the question. Can I invite him up to fool around a little, with you and me? She was quiet for a moment, looked down at me with her head on my chest and then she just raised her eyebrows and said yes. I called him on my flip phone right away.
He lived about 35-45 minutes away but it seemed he was knocking on my door in 25. I led him back into our master bedroom and closed the door. She was lying naked on my bed under a sheet. The bed was a California King so it could handle three with ease. I took off my robe. My hard on stood out big and we all looked at it for a moment. Then he started taking off his shoes and undressing. He was in great shape. He played pickup basketball several times a week on the city courts. Naked he was obviously more muscled than I. His cock stood up, almost scarlet red, and hard. She kicked off the sheet, spread her legs and reached out with both hands in a “come hither boys” look.
We double fucked her that night. Both our cocks were pressed hard into her pussy at the same time. It was tight and wet and the thought of what we we’re doing drove us all crazy. She fucked herself on us, pushing us as we slid together inside her. Frankly, I didn’t really feel the sensations I had expected. When I read porn and some random account of a DP, it usually includes the remark that one of the protagonists could feel his buddy’s cock nextdoor/in the same hole, etc. and that’s simply bullshit. It felt tighter inside her. I could feel something that I presumed to be the head of his dick tickling the head of mine. It was when he came inside her and I felt his cum fill her like hot lava, coating my shaft that I could really tell I wasn't alone in there. She came, thrashing about between us and then I blasted her with the hardest cum spasms I’d ever felt. My dick was then swimming in our combined juices and the realization of the taboo act we’d all participated in kept me hard. She was ready to go again. We went a second round and then all fell apart exhausted. We fell asleep and sometime in the night he’d dressed and let himself out.
In the years that followed we did almost everything a MMF threesome could do, except I wasn’t into giving anal much and never wanted to receive. He only suggested it once when he asked if I ever thought about being in her while he was in me. I demurred, not interested in that. He’d suck my cock many times and eaten her out dozens but he didn’t want to eat cum. That was fine with me. I loved fuck licking and set out to find the best position. Once he stood behind her as she put one leg on the back of the couch with a bent knee. I was below them looking up. Her pussy lips had spread open, stretched by her position as he nudged in from behind. I craned my neck up and devoured her clitoris. I made my tongue flat and pushed it inside her alongside his shaft. They produced so much salty juice I thought I might drown.
We double vaginal fucked her pussy on a hotel balcony overlooking the beach one night. It was about 3 AM after the local bars had closed. I pulled a fancy high backed armchair from the sitting area in our room and put it on the balcony facing back into the room. She straddled him facing me and plunged down on his hard shaft. The floor length room curtains fluttered in breeze around them. I joined with them, stuffed my cock into her pussy and fucked her hard. I came too quickly but then I went down on both of them. My cum was making a froth around the base of his cock. I licked it up. It flowed from her in a rush when he finally came. I pulled him out and cleaned him off and then pushed his hard cock back inside. She finally begged us to stop because her legs fell asleep, spread over each arm of the chair. Laughing and making too much noise, we picked up the chair with her still in it and carried her back into the room.
Up until a few months before my divorce we got together on a regular basis. After my divorce we all stayed friends and rarely spoke about it. Then I met a mature woman with whom I confided my desires again. It became “a thing”. He and I fucked at least six women together over a 6 or 7 year era. We live on different coasts now and that’s probably the only reason we haven’t found that “right girl” again. All you need to do is ask.
I had been reminiscing and had told him how I’d stopped by, (his now ex-), girlfriend’s house and she and another woman had been lounging in the backyard in these tiny little “Australian” style bikinis. Both got flirtatious but I just laughed and joked around. He responded that she had been a freak and couldn’t get enough fucking and then he told me that he and a friend had tag teamed her. I looked around, even though we were alone in the room, and then leaned toward him. It turned out that, according to him, she loved to fuck and wanted both guys in her all night. Then he told me that they’d been swingers. I was kind of shocked. I had not expected this turn of events. She was now married, and I knew her but I we didn’t really have the same circle of friends. Outside of him.
I don’t think I said much after that. I probably changed the subject. I finally asked him about it again on the phone a few days later. He told me about a few of their adventures with other couples. In a joking manner he related how the male half of a couple they swung with, seemed more interested in sucking my friend off than making it with his girlfriend, much to fuck-freak girlfriend’s chagrin. Then he told me that he and his other buddy, whom he wouldn’t name, had double penetrated fuck-freak girlfriend and that she’d loved it.
Up until he told me that, I’d thought much of this was highly interesting and maybe a little weird to realize I was just now finding out about it. But the DP story triggered me. That had always been one of own my fantasies. My hard on was growing in my pants and I asked him for more details and told him that I thought his confession was hot. I told him I loved DP porn scenes and that I had a couple of hot VHS tapes.
We ended up watching one together alone in my house. It may have been TDIMJ III, the scene where two black guys DP a little blonde porn actress. We were sitting on the couch facing the TV. At some point in the beginning of the clip, he asked if he could take his dick out and stroke it. I said sure and eventually brought out my own. I kept trying to steal glances his way. I wanted to watch the movie but I was fascinated because I was in my late 30’s, by then, and had never watched another man masturbate. A few minutes went by and now the scene was nearing it’s climax but I was just staring at his hardon and stroking my own. He reached over and put his palm flat on the head of my dick and rubbed my pre-cum around and then coated his own cock head with my juice. I told him I was going to cum and his palm returned. He held it flat again and gently touched the end of my dick. I shot three good spurts and coated his palm and my shaft, leaving a puddle of it in my pubic hair. He used my cum as lube and stroked off his own load. It shot up and glazed his muscled belly. I shuffled into the kitchen and grabbed some paper towels.
About a week went by and I stopped by his apartment with another tape. I don’t remember which one. After the first couple minutes we had our dicks out again and he asked if it was okay if it he held mine. I nodded yes and he reached over and softly wrapped his hand around the shaft of my cock. I was painfully hard watching him stroke himself with one hand while he stroked me with the other. He leaned over and put his mouth around the head and teased it with his tongue. He pulled off and told me not to cum in his mouth. I had to push his head away after another moment. I was sure I was going to shoot. I reached over and grabbed his cock. It was slightly smaller than mine but hot to the touch and hard as iron. After stroking him a bit I thought to myself that every woman in the world does it, how bad could it be? I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I was surprised that I didn’t gag or choke and that his pre-cum, which was drooling out in quantity, simply tasted salty and a bit chalky but not unpleasant. No teeth, he admonished me and I learned to draw my lips over them. I moved up and down and cupped his balls in one hand. He warned me that he was going to cum and I pulled him out and held him tight while he pulsed out a huge load all over his belly again. Let me see you cum, he said. I stood up facing him and jacked off onto his belly adding my juice to his. We cleaned up again and smoked a joint. I asked about his ex-girlfriend and he told me some more stories. I didn’t feel any shame at all and he shared everything except the names of their other partners. I tried to imagine this woman that I thought I had known, and even had asked out on a date once, (though we never hooked up), being double penetrated by my friend and presumably one of my other friends, (why else would he be secretive about their name?).
The next time we met up it was back at my place, my wife had gone to sleep hours before. We were just talking and watching SNL on my TV. I had a large baby grand piano in one corner of the room. I didn’t play but my wife did and I’d inherited it when no one else in my family wanted it. I moved back into the corner behind it and got on my knees. He took his cock out and began to pump it into my mouth. I was curious as to what I could do and decided to try deep throating him. I eventually took it all. I twirled my tongue around the head on the out-stroke. In minutes he shot a wadd down the back of my throat. I didn’t even taste it. Not a drop met my tongue and that kind of disappointed me. I realized I liked the taste of his juice. It turned me on that I could make him cum just like it turned me on when I helped make my wife cum.
I felt bad that in the most unexpected way, I had cheated on her. We had been married ten years and this was the first time. Of course, I’d thought about doing other ladies, just a guy thing to always be thinking about sex but I never showed it outwardly. She was a beauty, a slender brunette with small breasts and a fantastic ass. Proper in public but she had a little bit of a wild streak in the sack. I felt to embarrassed to just confide in her. I’d always been totally straight. A typical, vanilla mid-management white guy with a desk job in IT at a Fortune 500 Company. I didn’t know how to tell her I liked sucking my friends cock.
Another month went by and he and I would meet once or twice a week. We did a sixty-nine on his bed once, laying on our sides. It was exciting but distracting to me. I still liked to take turns. I asked him what he thought about my wife. Sexually. In the 11 years that he’d known her, I’d have been there on every occasion we’d been together. I had never seen him make a pass at her, not even just k**ding around. He told me that he’d always thought she was hot. I opened up about some of our secrets, that she loved me eating her for prolonged periods. That we had a dildo we’d bring out and I’d use it on her while I licked her clitoris. I asked him if he’d like to fuck my wife.
He told me a story as he pushed his cock into the back of my mouth. 5 Years earlier when I had lived in a different, smaller house, I’d invited him to sleep on the couch rather than drive home late at night. Late that night he’d heard noises coming from our bedroom hallway and he’d snuck down to check them out. He peaked around a corner and found me pounding my wife doggy style in the dark hallway. I pulled away from his dick and told him that my c***dren had fallen asleep in our master bedroom and I had thought we had been really quiet. Now I was jealous that he’d seen me fucking her. Not jealous that it was with my wife, but jealous because I also wanted to watch her fuck. I wondered what his cum and her pussy would taste like together. I wondered about watching her use his dick and what it’d be like to see her get off with him. All those years of fucking her, and eating her, and practicing fuck licking with a dildo. I had a hunch she might like it.
So, I just asked her. We were laying, cuddling after fucking and talking about different things. I brought up his story about hearing us fuck in the hallway. She said she remembered that night. We had been so horny and the k**s were in our bed, he’d been in the living room on our couch where'd wee normally sneak off to. I had simply shut our bedroom door and gone down to my knees. I had ate her where she stood, leaning back against the wall. She bent her legs and ground her pussy on my face. She recalled I’d been noisy, later, when I came - that I’d immediately gone down on her and cleaned her up. I told her that he told me that he found her really attractive and then I popped the question. Can I invite him up to fool around a little, with you and me? She was quiet for a moment, looked down at me with her head on my chest and then she just raised her eyebrows and said yes. I called him on my flip phone right away.
He lived about 35-45 minutes away but it seemed he was knocking on my door in 25. I led him back into our master bedroom and closed the door. She was lying naked on my bed under a sheet. The bed was a California King so it could handle three with ease. I took off my robe. My hard on stood out big and we all looked at it for a moment. Then he started taking off his shoes and undressing. He was in great shape. He played pickup basketball several times a week on the city courts. Naked he was obviously more muscled than I. His cock stood up, almost scarlet red, and hard. She kicked off the sheet, spread her legs and reached out with both hands in a “come hither boys” look.
We double fucked her that night. Both our cocks were pressed hard into her pussy at the same time. It was tight and wet and the thought of what we we’re doing drove us all crazy. She fucked herself on us, pushing us as we slid together inside her. Frankly, I didn’t really feel the sensations I had expected. When I read porn and some random account of a DP, it usually includes the remark that one of the protagonists could feel his buddy’s cock nextdoor/in the same hole, etc. and that’s simply bullshit. It felt tighter inside her. I could feel something that I presumed to be the head of his dick tickling the head of mine. It was when he came inside her and I felt his cum fill her like hot lava, coating my shaft that I could really tell I wasn't alone in there. She came, thrashing about between us and then I blasted her with the hardest cum spasms I’d ever felt. My dick was then swimming in our combined juices and the realization of the taboo act we’d all participated in kept me hard. She was ready to go again. We went a second round and then all fell apart exhausted. We fell asleep and sometime in the night he’d dressed and let himself out.
In the years that followed we did almost everything a MMF threesome could do, except I wasn’t into giving anal much and never wanted to receive. He only suggested it once when he asked if I ever thought about being in her while he was in me. I demurred, not interested in that. He’d suck my cock many times and eaten her out dozens but he didn’t want to eat cum. That was fine with me. I loved fuck licking and set out to find the best position. Once he stood behind her as she put one leg on the back of the couch with a bent knee. I was below them looking up. Her pussy lips had spread open, stretched by her position as he nudged in from behind. I craned my neck up and devoured her clitoris. I made my tongue flat and pushed it inside her alongside his shaft. They produced so much salty juice I thought I might drown.
We double vaginal fucked her pussy on a hotel balcony overlooking the beach one night. It was about 3 AM after the local bars had closed. I pulled a fancy high backed armchair from the sitting area in our room and put it on the balcony facing back into the room. She straddled him facing me and plunged down on his hard shaft. The floor length room curtains fluttered in breeze around them. I joined with them, stuffed my cock into her pussy and fucked her hard. I came too quickly but then I went down on both of them. My cum was making a froth around the base of his cock. I licked it up. It flowed from her in a rush when he finally came. I pulled him out and cleaned him off and then pushed his hard cock back inside. She finally begged us to stop because her legs fell asleep, spread over each arm of the chair. Laughing and making too much noise, we picked up the chair with her still in it and carried her back into the room.
Up until a few months before my divorce we got together on a regular basis. After my divorce we all stayed friends and rarely spoke about it. Then I met a mature woman with whom I confided my desires again. It became “a thing”. He and I fucked at least six women together over a 6 or 7 year era. We live on different coasts now and that’s probably the only reason we haven’t found that “right girl” again. All you need to do is ask.
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