This true story {the names have been changed to protect the guilty} describes my first encounter with my good friends Susan and Mike. Susan and Mike are a married couple and a pair of great friends who have very generously opened up their bedroom to me. I have been part of Susan and Mike’s sex lives for over two years now. I have tried to describe the sequence of events to the best of my recollection.
Susan and I were good friends. We worked for the same company in the same department. Susan and I developed a good trusting friendship. I always had an attraction for her. Susan was a beautiful, petite, brunette; she stood a couple of inches over five feet tall, but had a very attractive body. Susan and I shared stories about our sex lives; she liked hearing about my dates, and I enjoyed hearing about what she and Mike did in bed.
A few months after we met, Susan introduced me to her husband. At first I was leery of meeting Mike, because I did have a fondness for Susan...his wife. Mike was quiet during our first meeting, which made me all that more uncomfortable. But, I was to learn that being quiet is part of Mike’s nature. He doesn’t warm up quickly to new friends. Susan insisted on the three of us getting together from time to time, and eventually Mike and I became good friends. Susan and Mike would insist on hearing stories about the sexual side of my dates, and I would accommodate them with stories...some I embellished for their entertainment. In exchange, Mike and Susan would tell me stories about their bedroom antics. We would joke about me having sex with Susan, or the three of us having sex together, but nothing ever came of it. I would go home many times from an evening at my friends and masturbate the hell out of myself. In the meantime, Susan and Mike would screw each other silly. We were good for each other’s sex lives.
Probably about six months after I met Mike, Susan invited me over for a Friday evening dinner. Expecting just a routine evening with my friends, I showed up in casual wear, shorts and a golf shirt. Susan answered the door. Usually she wore a tank top or a T-shirt, and shorts or jeans. This evening she wore a short green summer dress. Her hair was freshly styled and she wore make-up. I suddenly felt under-dressed. I thought I had misunderstood her and that we were all going out to dinner. I presented Susan with the flowers and bottle of wine I typically furnished for our get-togethers. Susan took the items from me and then hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. As she led me into their home by the hand, I watched her circle skirt sway. I could make out the pattern of her bra through the back of her thin dress.
I felt better when I saw Mike. He was dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a pullover short-sleeve shirt.
I told Susan she looked great. She thanked me and gave me another peck on the cheek. As she did, I snuck a peek down the front of her V-neck dress to her C-cup breasts cradled in her white bra. My erection was full and still trying to grow. It ached right there and then for release. Susan smiled at me, because she knew I had peeked. I noticed that her nipples were erect and pushing through her dress.
While Susan got dinner prepared, Mike and I talked. Susan was a great cook. Somehow before dinner was served, my erection tamed down, and I was able to concentrate on eating and conversation. During dinner, I once again complimented Susan on how nice she looked and asked what the occasion was. Susan explained that she just felt like dressing up. Her and Mike exchanged a knowing glance.
After dinner, Mike and I helped Susan clean up. We all retreated to the living room. Susan and Mike sat next to each other on the sofa, and I sat to one side of them in a recliner. As the three of us talked and relaxed, Susan and Mike began to get affectionate with each other. Susan and Mike had been affectionate with each other in front of me before, but not to this extent. Mike had pulled Susan to him and they lay down on the sofa, with Susan on top and to one side. I regretted not being on the other side of them, as I was sure I would be able to see right down the top of Susan’s dress to her breasts. But, I was soon to be rewarded as Mike ran his hand up Susan’s bare leg and pulled her dress up to reveal her white nylon panties.
Susan had been caressing Mike’s erection through his jeans. Now she unfastened his jeans and began to fondle his erection through his white designer underwear. I adjusted my erection through my shorts and prepared for a show. I didn’t want to say anything for fear of spoiling the moment.
Susan and Mike continued to kiss and fondle each other. Susan’s skirt was up more than it was down at this point. They both seemed oblivious to the fact that I was there. I was prepared to unzip my shorts and masturbate when they started to screw each other. I could feel wetness on my briefs from pre-cum.
Susan now pulled down the front of Mike’s underwear, and pulled his 7-inch erection out. As Mike and Susan french-kissed, Susan fondled Mike’s erection. Mike, in turn, fondled her breasts through her dress.
I shifted in my chair again. I unfastened my shorts. My erection popped out against my briefs like a freed spring. I began to gently fondle myself through my briefs.
Susan and Mike continued on for a few more minutes. I was waiting for Susan’s dress to go. I had imagined what she looked like, and I figured in a few minutes I would know. Susan shifted and leaned up to look at me. I quickly pulled my hand away from my erection and covered the front of my shorts with a seat pillow. I thought she was going to ask me to leave now. My heart pounded from the anticipation of disappointment of being asked to leave and my own sexual excitement.
Susan’s beautiful dark brown, shoulder length hair was tossled. Her beautiful brown eyes were dark with sexual excitement. They nearly twinkled. She looked lovely. I wanted to screw her then and there...with Mike watching.
'Mike and I are going to take a shower,' Susan said. 'Would you like to join us?'
I couldn’t believe my ears...or my luck.
'Sure,' I managed to reply, barely concealing my excitement.
Susan smiled. She was nervous about asking. 'Great!'
I looked at Mike for reassurance.
He nodded to me. 'Susan and I have talked about it. We would like you to participate with us.'
'That is, if you want to,' Susan teased.
'Oh, yeah!' I exclaimed. 'I want to!'
Susan crawled over Mike and stood up. She held her hand out to me. 'Let’s go, then!'
Mike stood up and took off his jeans and shirt and laid them on the sofa. I took the hint and stripped down to my briefs.
Susan looked at the two of us clad only in our skivvies. 'Okay,' she said. And Susan stripped off her dress.
Susan adjusted her panties. She looked terrific! Better than I had imagined.
'Okay,' Susan said. 'Let’s go.'
The three of us walked through the master bedroom and into the master bathroom. Susan turned the shower on, and before she could back out, Mike came up behind her and pushed her on in. I enjoyed the site as Susan got wet in her panties and bra. I enjoy seeing beautiful women get wet in lingerie and various clothing. It was a particular fetish of mine. And both Susan and Mike knew about my fetish.
Susan’s thin white nylon panties became transparent as they became wet. Her wet bra formed around her perky breasts, and her erect nipples showed through clearly. In fact, I could even make out the aureola of her breasts through the wet material of her bra.
Mike began fondling and caressing Susan again.
Susan gasped and laughed as he pushed her into the shower of water. Susan motioned for me to quickly enter as water was spraying out on the floor. I entered the shower, skivvies and all, and closed the door behind me. It was a tight fit, but the three of us could maneuver around. Mike and I placed Susan between us, and we began to soap her down. The dispenser of liquid soap was very handy.
Susan rotated between the two of us as we lathered her up. I ran my hands all over her beautiful body. I checked Mike’s reaction from time to time, but he seemed to be enjoying the moment. One time he even smiled at me in reassurance as I fondled Susan’s breasts. He rubbed his exposed erection against the back of her wet panties.
As Susan became aroused, she started fondling both of our erections. Mike and I discarded our underwear. As Susan rotated to face me, Mike pushed Susan against me, while he pushed his erection hard against her panty clad buttocks. Susan and I kissed, while Mike nibbled on her ear. Susan was now wet from head to toe.
As we broke from our kiss, Susan rested her head against me and grasped my biceps. She was really enjoying her shower time with Mike and I.
Mike now moved back, allowing Susan to separate from me. He reached from behind her and fondled her breasts. I reached behind her and caressed her buttocks. As Mike’s hands retreated, he unfastened Susan’s bra. Susan gasped as her bra fell. Now she wore only wet panties. I couldn’t resist her breasts. I leaned down and took a nipple in my mouth. Susan moaned. Mike gently pushed Susan back against the shower stall wall and took her right nipple into his mouth. Now she had two men working on her breasts!
As Mike and I continued our foreplay with Susan, she fondled both of our erections. Between the 'ooohs' and moans, Susan would utter phrases of arousal: 'God, guys...oh, my god...feels so good...'
Susan now arched her back and pushed us away. She kissed both of us fully.
'I think we had better get to bed,' Susan said, breathlessly. She was nearing an orgasm.
Mike turned off the shower and Susan stripped off her wet panties. Her breasts dangling seductively as she bent over. I caressed her back as she bent over. When she stood back up, she put her arm around me and we walked out of the shower stall. Mike came out of the shower and put his arm around her on the other side. Mike kissed Susan again. Then she turned to me for a kiss. She was enjoying being the attention of two affectionate men.
Susan crawled to the center of their queen-sized bed and lay face up and sprawl-eagled. She was absolutely a beautiful 46-year old. Mike and I both stood there for a moment looking at her, still dripping from the shower. None of us toweled off. Mike and I laughed when we realized that we were standing there with our erections pointed towards Susan, as if we needed guidance.
Without further word, Mike and I laid down on either side of Susan and began caressing, licking, and fondling her again. Mike and I took turns running our hands down her pussy. Susan was thoroughly soaked. She was ready. In the meantime, Susan fondled both of our erections.
I was waiting for some guidance from Mike on how to proceed next. I wanted to screw Susan right then, but I was the guest and I didn’t want to do anything wrong. While I licked Susan’s left breast, and fondled her torso and her left leg, Mike licked Susan’s right breast and fondled her clit, ultimately bringing Susan to her first climax.
Susan arched her back, bit her lip, and then moaned loudly as she hit her first climax. Susan turned into me as she hit her climax aftershocks. I kissed her on the top of her wet head.
Mike caressed Susan’s back until she recovered sufficiently. Now, Susan pushed me back and crawled on top of me. Mike sat up to watch.
Susan now positioned herself onto my erection. It slid easily into her well-lubricated vagina. I thrust my full seven-and-a-half erection into her and held it still. Susan moaned and trembled in her second climax.
Mike kissed Susan on the head and positioned himself behind her. He now began massaging her buttocks, bringing her to mini-climatic aftershocks. Mike had retrieved a bottle of lubricant and now lubed his erection very liberally.
Mike now slapped his erection against Susan’s buttocks. 'Susan has always dreamed of a DP,' Mike said. 'You game, Ron?'
'Go for it,' I gasped. I was enjoying the sensations of being inside Susan.
'Ready, babe?' Mike asked Susan.
'Yes,' Susan managed, breathlessly.
Susan lifted her buttocks up to Mike and I slid out.
We laughed. None of us had ever done a three-some before. I positioned myself better and re-entered Susan. She sighed again as I entered her. Now, she raised her buttocks up to Mike again. I went up with her this time. But, as Mike entered her anus, I slipped out again. It took us two more tries before we finally hit the right position. It helped having a pillow under my buttocks.
I felt Mike’s erection slide into Susan, and nearly came at that point. But, I was able to stave it off. Mike and I remained somewhat stationary, as Susan moved against us.
Susan neared her third climax. As she did, Mike began moving his erection in her. I figured it was best for me just to remain still.
Susan was a little more audible on her third climax. Of course she had two erections in her petite body. I could still feel Mike’s erection moving in Susan. I couldn’t stand it no more, and I tried to move in and out of Susan, the best I could. Mike’s face grimaced and he moaned loudly as he released his wad in Susan’s anus. I could feel the throbbing of his erection as he released his load.
Mike pulled out of Susan and collapsed on the bed. Now Susan and I got down to business. I began thrusting my erection in and out of her. Susan met my rhythm. Within a couple of minutes I released my wad. It felt like it went on forever. Seconds later, Susan hit her fourth climax, and collapsed on me, breathing heavily.
The three of us rested silently for several minutes.
I broke the silence with a thank you to both Mike and Susan. They thanked me for participating.
Susan and Mike invited me to stay the night. I ended up staying the entire weekend. It was the most intense sexual experience I ever had. Great sex with great friends!
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By Skhan
It's a long ride on your way to your first threesome. No matter if you are driving 2 hours or 2 minutes, it seems like you are forever getting there.
You don't know if the thoughts in your mind or the blood in your cock will explode first.
You have nothing to go on but a few grainy photos; usually one, maybe two if you are lucky. And the eyes... the eyes are always blotted out in those photos. No one wants to be recognized by friends or family. They never realize that friends or family would have to be swinging to see those grainy photos in the swinger magazines. Those "dirty" magazines hidden in the back of the combination book store/record shop.
Yes, you were nervous going to the checkout with those swinger mags, purchasing some mediocre cd or magazine to hide from the other patrons the depravity of the sex acts dominating your thoughts. The relief you feel when you are sitting in your car with your treasure. The thrill of looking through the candidates, sifting through the obese or obnoxious looking couples to find that perfect gem, the one couple that displays "couple or single male wanted." You don't focus on the husbands, just the wives to see if they are hot. Hell, they don't have to be hot, just the average to middling females who aren't looking for 10 inch cocks. They nearly all ask for 10 inch cocks for a 7 inch cock holster. You curse your parents for the mediocrity of your birth right.
You find a few candidates. You mail to the reference number on the photo c/o the magazine forwarding service, enclose your Polaroids....and wait. You buy an answering machine...and wait. You check your messages for two weeks...and wait. You wait and you masturbate to the thoughts of what you want to happen. The answer doesn't come by phone, but by mail. The couple writes and expresses interest. Apparently your cock pick wasn't all that mediocre, or it's your young flesh she desires more than the cervix pounding from the other bullish candidates.
They send photos. Colored ones. Kodachrome.
They give you a phone number. A city two hours away. They are a better than average couple. No heavy weights. He is bi, she is straight. Your are 24. They are 33 and 35. You haven't tried bisexuality before, but your heart is racing now, anticipating something new, something erotic...your first threesome.
You call the number. The wife answers and you give them the phony last name that you made up on the letter, and they give you the phony last name that they made up. It's part of the game. You banter nervously. They ask questions. You ask questions. "What do you enjoy?" "Do you like anal?" "Do you like cum in your mouth?" It doesn't matter. If they said that they were going to cut your throat afterward, you would still go. You are hooked. You set up a weekend meet at a motel at their location. King-size bed. Hard to explain to the motel clerk why you are asking for a king-size bed. They don't ask. They've seen it all.
The husband picks you up at the motel. Nice guy. Personable. Not his first rodeo. He drives you to their place, which is a surprise, but you are so nervous that you don't remember the address or how to get there. You go in. You meet the wife and son. She doesn't disappoint. She is a looker. The teenage son is off to a friend's place and you are just someone going to a party with his parents. He doesn't know that you will be soon fucking his mother. After the son leaves, they show you photos of their past swinging adventures. If you had doubts, then now you are sure that this isn't their first rodeo. Your cock or your mind. Both are about to explode.
They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented. Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
She kisses her husband and it starts. The disrobing. You are nervous. What to do first. Follow their lead and try not to appear overbearing or demanding. She's on the bed, and he dives into a mouthful of vaginal bliss. You nervously start kissing her, massaging her breast, kissing her nipples. Then you get on your knees and present your mediocre cock for her to devour. She doesn't hesitate. She has your cock buried down her throat while the husband buries his tongue in her bush. The husband comes up for air, and moves to her breast, teasing. You move to the holy of holies. You lick, suck, and drink in the juices, probing with deep tongue thrusts, tasting the walls of her vaginal cavity while she is licking the husband's cock. Your member is not much different than his. You are relieved.
The position changes. She lays on her side. He enters her vagina from the rear, leaving her clitoris exposed. She discussed this with you on the phone. Licking her while her husband fucks. You go down and start to lick that clitoris, less than a inch from the pounding cock. You remember that he is bi. He wants this. You hesitantly reach up, and start to cradle his jewels, all the time her juices mingles with the fleshy taste of cock. You can't bring yourself to put his cock in your mouth, so you go on licking the clit and fondling the balls until he grunts and fills her with cum. He withdraws. You switch position. His cum lubricates her vagina. There is nothing sloppy about these seconds. You pound her while he licks and returns the favor of cradling your balls. He doesn't suck you off, not sure if you will be offended. It doesn't matter he says. They just love fucking.
You release your semen into her, and you all relax, sitting and talking while a double load of cum streams from her pussy. You regret what the hotel maids will have to clean up. She pees. Returns. The ritual starts again. This time the cunnilingus is mixed with unfamiliar flavors. His cum. Your cum. You don't give a fuck. The thrill of the three-way has over ridden any social mores that you were raised with.
More sex. More bi touching. This time you pull out and shoot your cum over her. With that baptism, the holy rites have been completed. There are photos and kisses given. Promises of future sex.
This was your first threesome.
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By NCcurious1
True story that is still in my spank bank.
This was way back to 2013, when you could find horny couples on Craigslist and Backpage.
I was on business in St Louis, horny in my hotel room browsing through casual encounters to see what I could see. Replied to a few cuckold couple posts, most were just horny dudes hunting for pics. Then I ran across an ad "St Louis couple looking for DP fun". I replied that I was interested and had a hotel room downtown.
Cindy replied back when I asked her what they had in mind. "Splitroast me, tongue on my clit when I'm getting fucked, double vaginal, double penetration. You can spank me, pull my hair, pinch my nipples if you get me hot enough." She then sent a pic of the two of them - Dave took it while he was fucking her doggie while she was sucking a huge dildo looking at a mirror. I sent a nude pic of me and anxiously waited a reply. She replied they were ready for the next step and would be downtown in one hour.
We met in an Applebee's right next to the hotel to see if we mutually wanted to take it further. They walked in looking like a normal suburban couple. She was definitely a BBW girl and did most of the talking. We got to know each other over a drink and quickly came to the conclusion that none of us were psycho killers and I gave them a key while they went back to the car to retrieve lube and condoms
After 15 minutes I hear a knock then the door unlock. They both walk in smiling and comment "nice hotel." Cindy takes off the jacket she was wearing to reveal a lace teddy and fuck me boots that she must have changed into. She walks up to me confidently and gives me a wet kiss with lots of tongue as Dave watches and then joins in. Cindy then turns to make out with Dave while reaching back and fondling my cock through my jeans. I whisper in her ear, "Get on your knees and suck your husband's cock." Before I know it, Dave whips out his cock which is bigger and thicker than I've ever seen in person. I get on my knees next to her and hold her hair back so that I can watch her blow him up close, moving her thong aside and fingering her sopping wet pussy loudly. She kisses me and I taste cock for the first time, albeit indirectly.
We then move to one of the two queen beds and put Cindy on all fours. I pull down her panties to her knees and give her big ass a few playful smacks. She moans and spreads her legs a little wider, showing us her wet pussy and I shift my spanking to it. She shrieks and moans as I finger her pussy. Dave takes off her bra freeing her huge tits with big red nipples. I grab one and then another... tweaking her big nips to make her moan some more. Dave is sitting back stroking his big dick looking right at her. I don't think we ever made eye contact.
Dave then throws two condoms down on the bed which is my cue to fuck her. I quickly pull it on, grab her hips, groan, and plunge into her wet pussy. Dave pulls her hair gently but firmly so that her face is in the air and her tits start swaying. I watch as he slides his cock down her throat and hear her give him the sloppiest BJ ever. Full on licks, lip pops, sucks his balls and fingers his ass as I fuck her harder, trying not to cum. Then I feel as if I'm going to cum and suggest we switch positions. Cindy deep throats me and Dave starts to fuck her pussy hard as all hell making her titties bounce in all directions. She looks up at me and says, "This is so fucking hot, I love it." I grab her hair with both hands and start to face fuck her good.
All of a sudden she starts trembling all over and moaning guttural. She spits out my cock and tells us she is going to cum. Cum was an understatement, she literally gushed girl cum all over my hotel bed. I've never seen such a gush, it sounded like somebody flushed a toilet.
"Sorry about the bed, but I told you I was a gusher," she says. I suggest we all move over to the other bed and pull her on top of me. She is so wet that my pubes are soaked immediately. Dave pushes her forward onto me not too gently and we kiss as he works his cock inside her asshole. She starts to buck wildly and again tells us how hot this is. Her pussy is so wet that my cock falls out with every thrust into her ass. I suggest we switch positions and push into her ass as Dave fucks her with that monster cock. I spank her with every thrust talking dirty to her which sends Dave off to cumming inside her. We collapse for a minute and Dave excuses himself to get a drink of water. We are all sweating profusely.
But I'm not done with Cindy yet, and lay on her missionary, spreading her legs wide and fucking her well used, stretched pussy like mad. I fall out a couple times and then decide to put my slippery hard cock into her ass, butt fucking her missionary. I think this was a first for her, since she calls Dave in to check it out. He watches and nods then leaves the bedroom to sit on the couch outside and listen.
I give it to her for another 30 minutes easily, fucking her ass and rubbing her clit. She cums again and again but my cock gets desensitized due to the rubber and I can''t cum. As she is getting wore out, she asks me what she can do to get me off? I tell her that I don't think I can cum from fucking or sucking, come sit on my face and I'll jerk myself off. She looks at me devilishly and climbs right on top, lowering her big cunt right on my face, holds my head with both hands, and slides back and forth, giving me an opportunity to lick her ass. After two minutes of this I feel my cum boiling in my nuts and explode a huge load on my stomach. She smiles, licks some up and then snowballs me! Another first.
I lay there not believing what happened as they get dressed and pack up. I email her after to check if Dave was OK with all of this and she says sure. I never hear from them again.
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By Billygoat
We had met Darrell and Judy at a swingers house party that we used to attend way back when we first started in the lifestyle. We have been involved for about a year and a half, and we met a lot of great people and played with some. Although we were very friendly with this younger couple, we hadn’t played. We had been in the same room together, in the open room, but never really discussed or talked about getting together physically in our conversation.
At the last party, they had learned that I had a service business, something they might be interested in. They asked if I might be able to come by the following Sunday morning when they’re both home and go over some of the things they wanted to have taken care of. Darrell asked that I arrive early on Sunday morning, so I was there about 10 minutes ahead of time, parked in the driveway. Darrell came out on the porch and waved me to come on it. It was about 8 o’clock.
We went into his kitchen, and he poured me a mug of coffee. After we chatted for a few minutes, he started to describe some of the things that he wanted done. He also mentioned that Judy was still asleep but should be down shortly.
After about 15 to 20 minutes of casual conversation, you could hear movement, with someone coming down the stairs. A sleepy voice called out, “Honey, I need my morning dose.” Darrell responded, “Here in the kitchen, babe, we have company.” Judy shuffled in wearing her pink fuzzy slippers and an oversized men’s T-shirt, her breast swinging freely underneath the fabric. She mumbled a sleepy, “Oh, good morning,” as she headed for the pot of coffee on the counter.
Darrell and I continued chatting away as Judy prepared her mug of coffee and joined us at the table. Darrell explained to her that we had already discussed their needs and that I had come up with a couple of suggestions that I would get back to them on. Judy sat quietly, taking it all in, sipping at her coffee, gazing between Darrell and myself through the rising steam of her mug.
The conversation then turned to the usual general talk about what we’ve been up to, what they’ve been up to, work, etc. Darrell got up to pour another cup of coffee. As he passed Judy, she mumbled, “I need my dose, babe.” He just shook his head. I wasn’t really sure what all this meant. I assumed some sort of medication, but who knows?
As Daryl returned with his coffee, he stood over Judy, bent down as she looked up, gently kissed her forehead, and said, “Honey. You wrecked me last night. I have nothing left to give.“
Now I had a good idea what they were talking about and must’ve given myself away with a muffled chuckle. “She can be quite the demanding vixen, “said Darrell. “She kept me up half the night, and I’m all tapped out.”
Judy looked at me with a very mischievous smile on her face. Darrell looked down at Judy and said, “If you need more, you’re gonna have to get it from him,” Daryl stated, tipping his head in my direction. I have to say this took me by surprise. As I said before, we have not played yet other than sharing the same area in a group room.
I did not know what to say just sat quietly with probably a very silly looking grin on my face not sure if I should respond or not. Judy is the one who broke the silence. “Hmm I think I would like that very much if he is willing” again a moment or two of awkward silence when Derek stated “buddy you’d be doing me a favor I need a break.”
Now I will be honest: Judy is a very good-looking woman 15 years my junior, about five foot eight, with an hourglass figure, long brunette hair, and large full breasts. To say I was attracted to her, you’re damn right. I just was not expecting this situation and did not want to overstep my bounds.
“Well?” Darrell asked. “Really?” I asked.
“Please. She has been talking about you since the last party. She is very willing,” Darrell persisted. “She sucks me off just about every morning. I got nothing left.” Judy smiled and giggled.
I quietly thanked myself for showering this morning. “I just need to make a quick phone call to check in at home, but I would have to say I’m greatly interested and would be happy to oblige.” Judy let out a squeal of glee, clapping her hands in front of her, and I could not ignore the shaking of her breasts underneath the thin T-shirt.
I made a quick call to the Queen, stating what was going to happen, and she responded, “Good luck, enjoy yourself, be home by 1 o’clock. We have plans this afternoon.” I put my phone down on the table, looked up at Darrell, and Judy smiled and said, “Well, I guess I’m free.”
Judy took a sip of her coffee, turned her chair to the side and asked me to come stand in front of her. Once there, she did not waste any time unbuckling my belt and jeans, pulling them down to my knees. In one motion, she pulled my boxers down and buried her face fully against my flaccid cock and balls, sniffing deeply. She rocked her head from side to side and softly murmured a gentle “mmmm” of approval. After nuzzling me a bit, she gave me two gentle kisses, and using only her tongue, she swept my soft cock into her mouth. I looked over to Darrell to see he had a big grin indicating to me he liked what he saw Judy doing. I relaxed a bit more.
Looking down at Judy she had her eyes closed. She was rolling me around inside her mouth with her tongue. Then she sucked hard and gently bobbed her head a few times, then took me completely into her mouth again. She was making soft, guttural moans as she continued attacking me. “She really loves doing this,” Darrell stated. I did not respond other than a sigh on my part.
Judy continued working me with her mouth, and I started to respond to her efforts. As I started to swell, she took less and less of me into her mouth. She started stocking me with her hand and mouth. After a short time, she “popped” the head of my cock out of her mouth. “Oh my,” she said as she stroked me with her two hands, “I didn’t expect this.” She gasped, then took the remaining length of my cock beyond her two fists in her mouth. “Dude,” exclaimed Darrell, “do you mind if I take pictures of Judy with that?” I could only nod my head in approval; I didn’t want to break the mood.
Darrell fumbled with his phone and started taking pictures. Judy, with just the tip of me in her mouth, hands-free. And then one of my full length from her chin to her forehead.
“Damn,” Darrell stated, happily clicking away. Judy used one hand to stroke me while sucking on my balls. Darrell had the sound activated on his phone, and there were times it rapidly stuttered as he excitedly took multiple pictures as Judy skillfully continued the assault on my full erection. She tried to take more of me in her mouth but could only manage about half of me before her gag reflex kicked in, and she loudly gasped, popping me out of her mouth and sucking in a large amount of air while stroking with one, then both hands. Every now and again, she would run her tongue from my balls and under the length of my cock, sinking as much of me as possible into her mouth.
At some point, the shutter noise on Darrell’s phone stopped. I wasn’t sure when, but he continued to move the phone camera around Judy’s head and shoulders, I assume taking video. After several minutes of this, although I’m not very sure of the time, Judy stopped. “Let’s go in the living room.”
I kicked off my sneakers and pants and, with her holding my cock in her hand, led me into their living room to a sectional couch and had me sit on an oversized ottoman. She took a pillow from the couch and knelt on it in front of me. She resumed stroking me. One-handed, two-handed, then into her mouth. Shallow, deep, gagging a bit, then back to stroking. Time drifted away as I was enjoying every moment of her efforts. “Tell her when you are ready to cum so I can get a closeup,” instructed Darrell. Again, no answer from me other than nodding my head.
Judy continued vigorously, trying to get me to cum. She rested occasionally, stroking my length with her two hands. After a bit of time, I heard her ask Darrell, “Can I try this? I really want to try him.”
“Hell yeah,” Darrell exclaimed. “Is that ok with you?” he asked me.
“Sure,” I responded. Judy is still working on me. “Only cum in her mouth,” Darrell instructed. I mumbled an “ok” in agreement.
Judy told me to lay back on the ottoman as she stood stripping off the tee shirt. Her breasts swung freely, jiggling with her every movement. I expected that I would be given a condom or she might roll one on me, but instead, she turned away from me and started to lower herself onto me reverse cowgirl. Seeing my concern, Darrell assured me it would be okay if I was okay with it. I agreed.
My crotch was soaked with Judy’s saliva. I watched with eager anticipation as she positioned herself over me. Darrell was giving her some instruction so he could get his video of her lowering herself onto me. I witnessed a few rivulets trickling down her inner thighs. She grasped my cock with her hand and rubbed the end of it along her lips while slightly lowering herself back and forth but not penetrating. After a few moments, I felt her start to take me in. She gasped and stopped for a moment, then repeated, taking me out, rubbing me back in. God, she felt great.
Judy shifted herself slightly, still holding my cock. She guided me back into her opening, taking just the head of me into her. After a brief pause, she lifted her hips up a little and then backed down a little further. A few strokes and then a little more. Each time she did this, shallowly stroking what she had in her, she would slowly take a little more. With each deeper penetration, her body would gently quiver a bit.
“Damn, this is hot”! Darrell blurted out. If he thought what he saw was hot he should see this from my angle. Damn is right.
I do not think either of us were aware of time. There was no rush, no frenzied groping or pumping. Judy was in complete control as it should be, all about her pleasure, her comfort.
It wasn’t long before I was completely embedded inside the warmth of this woman. Using her body to stroke me, she would take me shallow, then deep strokes, occasionally stopping, deeply penetrating, and grinding on me, almost like dancing on me with her hips. I could hear her murmuring something from time to time, but I didn’t make out what she was saying. I was too engrossed with what she was doing to me.
After a while, she stood, releasing my cock. She turned, facing me, and straddled my waist. Grasping my cock she guided me into her, and she settled completely on my cock. “Damn babe, do that again,” Darrell, now directing this video. I didn’t care at all; I was thoroughly enjoying myself.
He directed her to rise up almost off me the slowly back down. I was lost in her breasts hanging down on me, her nipples brushing along my chest with her rocking motion. Judy’s breathing was quickening with the occasional moan. I loved stroking her breasts, using both hands to hold and squeeze while my mouth teased and pulled on her nipples. She started to ride me harder for a while, stopping every so often with full penetration, wiggling her hips. Once she started raising herself completely and then slamming herself back onto me, taking full, deep strokes, I started to feel that I was getting there.
“I need you to take me,” mumbled Judy as she raised herself off of me. I stood, and she knelt on the ottoman. I accepted the offer of taking her from behind, but I took my time. Partial and shallow strokes, then slowly pushing in deep.
Gauging that she was comfortable with this, I spread her cheeks apart with my hands, went as deep as possible, and paused. With each deep penetration and pause, she would gasp slightly and pump and grind against me.
I’m not sure who was breathing more excitedly, Judy, me, or Darrell, who was totally lost in videoing and watching through the lens. He had swapped out his phone for a handheld video camera at some point, but I am not sure when. I hadn’t noticed.
Judy set the pace. She started bucking back onto me hard and solid. I took the hint and picked up the pace, slamming back into her with full deep strokes. Her verbal jerky breathless “aaahhhs” and “oohhhs” excited me and Darrell. He was moving around us videoing from various angles commenting as he goes.
Judy announced we had to stop. I was concerned if she was ok. She was; she just wanted to be on her back.
She grasped my hand and, giggling, pulled me quickly down the hall, with Darrell a step behind me, to a bedroom. She sat on the bed and quickly took me into her mouth, running her tongue along my length. She laid back her butt on the edge of the bed, pulling me to her. “Fuck me hard,” she said, “but I want you to cum in my mouth.” I nodded that I understood.
I position myself between her raised legs. She pulled her legs back and wide open, bent at the knees. I leaned in, pressing myself against her opening, grasping each breast in my hands. Bending to nuzzle and suck on her nipples made me enter her partially, making Judy wriggle a light and let out an audible sigh. I squeezed both breasts together and alternated between each nipple as I started to push deeper inside her. She wiggled her hips, trying to press onto me. Once fully penetrated, she ground herself on me.
After a few minutes, I raised myself above her and started slowly pumping into her. I alternated shallow pumping with a few deep full strokes and, from time to time, pressing deep into her and just grinding against her. It seemed to excite her, judging by her body response and breathy moans. “Fuck me hard,” she said, “take me hard!” Our director shouted the same, “Pound her hard!”
Placing a hand on each thigh to hold her legs open and back, I started a steady thrusting, alternating occasionally slamming against her hard. Judy responded with pleasing moans. She fondled and squeezed her breasts and then gathered them both on her chest, cradled by both her upper arms. Her breasts rocked and waved with each thrust. It was marvelous. I was desperately trying to keep the same pace.
Judy traced her fingers over her lower tummy, bringing both over the top of her pubic mound. Her fingers, finding her sweet spot, started vigorously rubbing above her clitoris. I continued to piston in and out of Judy. Her mouth opened, and her breathing sounded labored.
After a few minutes, she started to make a soft-pitched whimpering noise. I continued to thrust hard into her. Only slightly withdrawing, then slamming back into her, making her whole body jerk, her breasts jolting about with each impact. Her whining noise was getting a bit higher and louder, and then it hit. She suddenly sucked in a big breath of air, her head picked up off the bed, a long guttural moan that ended on a high note. “Aarrggeeeee!” Then, her back arched as she slammed her head back, followed by rapid breathing and intermittent uncontrolled giggling. I felt her contraction, an intense gripping of my cock as she climaxed.
I slowed to a slow, deliberate, full-stroke penetration. I knew I was very close. I declared, “I’m going to cum!” and pulled out of Judy and stepped back. Judy slinked off the bed to her knees on the floor. I was pumping my cock by hand. Judy pushed it aside and started to rapidly jerk my cock by hand. “Cum for me, come on, cum” Judy repeated this a few times as the build-up reached its peak. I moaned low and loud. The first volley went across her open mouth and right cheek. The next, she aimed me directly into her mouth. Third and forth, under her chin and neck, the remaining small spurts and drops landed scattered over her breasts. “Wow, oh my god!” Judy squealed excitedly.
Darrell was beside himself with excitement. Other than the pictures and videos they made themselves, this was the first video allowed with someone other than Darrell. He said, “This is crazy sexy, hot as hell”! The clock in the bedroom indicated we had been at this for about 90 minutes. A first for all of us. But to be fair, a hell of a lot of manual and oral play, stop and start, prolonged it all. Judy agreed, reached over, and pulled Darrell to her. She quickly pulled down his sweatpants and promptly took his cock in her mouth. I picked up their video camera and started videoing the two of them.
Judy had Darrell hard in just a few seconds. She made an extra effort to lavish his cock with her mouth, bobbing her head up and down and then swallowing him whole.
She then pulled him down on top of her. He quickly slipped inside her and started hammering away with Judy, encouraging him along, “Take me baby, fill me up!”
From my view, I had a clear shot of him pumping his cock in and out of her. With her telling him to take her hard, cum for her, and watching the two of us for the past hour and a half, he had no hope of lasting very long. He started groaning, Judy telling him to fill her. He let out a bellow and started cumming inside her. I caught the whole thing on video. His pumping and cumming. His cum leaking around his cock out of her. And when he pulled out, the cum leaked out of her. When things calmed down, he viewed the video and couldn’t believe how hard he came and how much he gave her. Judy chimed in, “And you said you didn’t have anymore, holding out on me.”
We didn’t get dressed. We went into the kitchen and talked about what had just happened and past swinging adventures. About an hour later, Judy walked over to me and asked if I could go again. I looked at Darrell, and he quickly shook his head yes. “If you can, that would be awesome”. I agreed.
We walked back to the bedroom and climbed up on the bed. We kissed and fondled each other a little bit. I then positioned myself on my left side and maneuvered Judy on her back with her legs up and over my hip. I easily slipped my semi-soft cock inside her. She was very warm and wet from Darrell. My hands were free to caress and squeeze her breasts. Darrell switched between videoing and kissing Judy. He occasionally played and sucked on her breasts. I slowly pumped a little into Judy. After a few moments, she exclaimed, “I can feel you growing inside me,” and giggled in amazement.
Once I was fully hard I changed position to a supporting missionary. Using my knees to keep Judy’s legs open and my arms keeping me up to watch and nibble on her breasts. I started slow, long thrusts and built up to harder, faster, full-length thrusts. In about fifteen minutes, I was pulling out and dribbling cum on her tummy. Judy sat up and slid down, taking me into her mouth, making an effort to suck and lick me clean.
It was almost noon, and I had to run to get home on time. We promised each other we would get together soon, all four of us. And that we did. They joined our group and played once or twice a month at our parties. We also traveled and shared very often for 4 - 5 years. Then, they moved to New Mexico for Darrell’s work.
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By SwingersBoard
My story is about my ex-wife and myself and one of the adventures including my best friend. She was a quiet woman, but the quiet ones can be very wild. We had our first threesome shortly after our first child was born.
We had been partying and all of us were feeling pretty good. Christen and I had a few encounters with my friend Jeff. On this particular night, she came up to me and kissed me while I was looking in the fridge. Some of our guests were laughing and joking in the other room. I gave her that glance that she knew I was asking if she wanted to have a smaller, more private party. She shook her head yes, sucked my tongue into her mouth, and went back into the other room. The party started winding down another hour or so later, and as the last of the guest were leaving my wife went upstairs. Just Jeff and I remained downstairs. I asked if he was ready for another party and he was. He always was with her. She isn't overly pretty or have that model body, but she could certainly fuck good. We went upstairs and found her in the bedroom.
We both went over, me stripping off my clothes while Jeff just climbed onto the bed. My wife then rolled towards him and they started kissing. I just sat on the edge of the bed watching them, stroking my dick. I was so hard. I watched her unzip his pants and pull them down with his help. Once free of his pants the shirt came off. He laid on his side and she went down and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked the head nice and slow, running her tongue all over it. I heard him moan and then watched as he reached into her panties he started rubbing her clit. My cock was hard than granite at this point. I was stroking myself pretty good by this point, but was waiting for more action before I joined in. I saw her wrap her hand around his cock and pump it while she sucked him in over and over again. I reached over and pulled her panties down her legs and off. She wasn't wearing a bra so when I helped her out of her shirt, her breasts were free for the taking.
They moved into the center of the bed, with him on his back. She again sucked his cock a few more times and then started to position herself above him. Straddling his body she reached down and grabbed his hard cock and aimed it at her pussy. I moved around the bed and watched as she lowered herself onto his pole. Slowly the head disappeared and inch by inch she took him until he was in balls deep. She ground on him for a few minutes, slowly gaining speed. My cock was ready to burst. I almost lose my mind when I see her fucking him on top. She really loves to be in control too. He was sucking her breasts and she was moaning really loud. She knows that I love to do her doggy style, but I thought that she had too much on her mind to stop in the middle of this and let me take her.
To my surprise, she pulled herself off and started sucking him again between his spread legs. She rarely will suck any dick after she has ridden it for a while since she doesn't like the taste of her pussy, but she was sucking again with a passion. Her ass was sticking high in the air, with her back arched. I saw this as my invitation, and crawled on my knees up behind her, he with one stroke I was in the wettest, loosest pussy I have been in. I love the feel of her pussy after someone else has been in it for a while. I usually cum within a few minutes, but I guess my cock was extra hard from watching for so long. Also, I hadn't expected her to ride him so quickly which added to me being turned on so much. I was fucking her with long, hard, deep strokes. Fucking with a power that only sharing her with another man can give me. After a mind blowing 15 minutes, she slammed back at me real hard and I started cumming inside of her. I have to keep pumping until my orgasm is finished.
I rolled over and she rolled off of him and in between us on the bed. We all fell asleep, but I was awaken to the bed moving. She was again riding his cock, but she was lying down flat on him. I started to jerk off at the sight of what I was witnessing. I heard her start to moan and soon she was cumming. She rode him a few more minutes until he too had finished letting loose another load of sperm in my wife. I came shortly afterwards all over my stomach. When we awoke in the morning, everyone had those morning after thoughts of what we had done. I left to take a shower and when I came back I noticed she was again blowing him through the crack in the door. I just watched as she sucked him for 20 minutes or so. Eventually, he groaned and filled her mouth with cum. She got off the bed heading to the bathroom I guess to spit the load in the sink. But as she went by she said I darling, kissed me and continued on her way. I couldn't believe she actually swallowed his load. Something she never had done with me.
The next night I had to work and the three of us got it on just an hour before I was leaving. When I left I had cum and showered quickly. Leaving Jeff and my wife to fuck the rest of the night away. The next morning when he came to work we passed each other smiling in the hallway. I went home that morning to a very tired wife. She told me she loved getting fucked by other men.
We divorced about six years later, but I have many fond memories of her sucking and fucking other men. I used to let her go out to get fucked by someone she had met in a bar. But, that is another story. I wish my current fiance would let another man fuck her, but she so far, isn't into it and I'm not pushing. These stories fill my need to have MFM threesomes. There is nothing like watching your woman with another man.
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