Bob and I have been lovers and friends for about six months now. My name is Amy. We are sharing an apartment and it seems to be working out fine.
We both have a healthy appetite for sex and we are open about what we want. We have sworn that we will never say no to what the other wants. Not that we do anything weird or disgusting. You know what I mean.
One night we were out clubbing and Bob insisted on bringing me to a place I had never been in. It was OK, just your typical bar.
“Mike is meeting us here.”
“Oh? Who is this Mike?”
“He was my best friend in college. We had some really fun times together.”
“What do you mean, fun?”
“Oh, you know. Wild and crazy college stuff.”
I gave him a stern look.
“Sex stuff, you mean.”
“Come on, that was a long time ago and we haven’t seen each other in years.”
After we had a drink I saw a guy walk in the door and Bob spotted him too.
“Mike! Over here.”
Mike approached our table and Bob got up and they exchanged hugs, like brothers.
“Amy, this is Mike. Mike, this is my girl Amy.”
I gave him an affectionate but not sexy hug.
We sat down and Bob ordered a round of drinks.
“Amy, Mike has a great job. He is in sales with a large high-tech company. He is in town for a few days.”
Mike jumped in and said, “Yeah, it’s great. But I am on the road a lot. It gets tedious.”
Bob and Mike talked about their past, including some hints about their escapades. I could tell there was more than what they were saying.
Bob turned to me and said, “Amy, Mike is going to stay with us tonight. He does have a nice hotel room, but we want to spend more time together.”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Sure. We have a guest room. Why not.”
We finished another round and decided to leave.
We were walking distance from our apartment, but Mike had a rental car so we piled in and drove to our apartment parking lot.
We let ourselves in and showed Mike around.
I showed Mike the guest bedroom and he went in with his small suitcase.
Bob and I sat side by side on the couch and waited for him to come out so we could say good night.
Mike came out of the bedroom wearing just a pair of athletic shorts, barefoot and bare from the waist up. A little strange, I thought, but I guess he feels comfortable here with us.
The conversation got around to the ‘good old days’ and got kind of interesting.
“So, you guys did some wild and crazy things in college.”
They exchanged looks and giggled like teenagers.
“Come on, tell me some stories.”
Mike said, “Don’t be offended, but here goes.”
“When one of us got a girlfriend that was willing to have sex, we arranged a threesome with her. It took some persuading sometimes, but we introduced the ‘other’ guy to her and if she liked him, it was on.”
I said, “Let me guess, when you were finished with her you ditched her. Humped and dumped, right?”
They laughed and nodded their heads yes.
“You guys were pigs!”
Bob said, “Hey, it was just for fun. And I think most of the girls enjoyed it as much as we did.”
I just glared at him.
The conversation turned to more polite things for a while.
Bob suddenly looked serious.
“Here’s the thing, Amy. Mike has been on the road for two weeks. People that don’t travel for business think it is one big party. It’s not. Sales calls, business meetings, one hotel after another.”
Get to the point, I thought.
“He hasn’t had sex for over two weeks now. I am afraid he might explode.”
That got a chuckle out of Mike.
I gave him a look that I hope said this means nothing to me.
Then I began to catch on. He wants me to take care of Mike.
“Bob! I can’t do that! Mike and I just met, we don’t even know each other.”
Mike just smiled at me from across the room. He is very handsome. Very athletic. Bare chested with just his work-out shorts on. I have to confess, I started to consider it.
Full disclosure. Bob and I have occasionally done the swinger thing. We are not in any organization or club. But we have met couples that we became friends with, and if it seemed that they might be interested we brought it up.
Again, this is not something we do all the time, but we have done it. It gave us the opportunity to have sex with an attractive stranger. Variety is the spice of life.
Bob said, “Amy, you need to trust me on this. You will not be sorry.”
“Just get him off. Any way you want to. Maybe he will be able to sleep tonight. I will be right here. I trust Mike. You will be safe.”
I made eye contact with Bob, and then Mike, and then Bob again.
I looked at Mike in his flimsy shorts. His shoulders and arms are well-muscled. His belly is flat and hard. I had a flash fantasy of me licking his hairy belly. He is what we called a ‘hunk’ when I was a teen-ager.
My vagina was getting wet and open.
So Bob wants me to ‘take care’ of his friend. If he was a fat, bald, ugly guy I would certainly decline. But Mike adıyaman escort is turning me on. Even from way across the room I can see a big bulge in his shorts. I want to see what he looks like completely naked. And I want to see what that big bulge is.
After some awkward silence I softly said, “OK.”
I got up and walked across the room, and knelt at Mike’s feet.
I stared at the noticeable bulge in his shorts.
“Can I touch it?”
He nodded yes.
I reached out and delicately felt the bulge of his hard-on through his shorts. I traced the length of it from the tip to the round bulge of his balls.
“I see that you are ready to explode. Why don’t you take your shorts off?”
He stood up and stripped them down to his ankles.
The most beautiful cock I have ever seen swung into view.
Without asking permission I grasped the thick shaft. I gently felt it from the big head all the way to his ball-sack. I took his balls in the palm of my hand and felt the weight of them.
I said, “Just let me do this for you. Relax.”
He slouched back in the chair with his legs spread apart. I moved in closer. I caressed his hard, hairy belly and his six-pack abs. I reached down and took his hard-on in my hand.
I started to stroke his stiff cock in the classic jack-off motion. My tiny hand and long, slender fingers made it look even bigger.
His eyes closed and he was breathing through his mouth.
I jacked him off for several minutes. I noticed a slight change in his breathing. I realized he was about to ejaculate. It hadn’t taken very long.
“If I finish you this way it will make a big mess. I better catch it in my mouth.”
He made a sound that I thought was affirmative.
I leaned in and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I had to open wide.
I lowered my head and took as much as I could in my mouth.
I continued to stroke his cock while I slid as much as I could in and out of my mouth. The head was bumping into the back of my throat and I had to control my gag reflex.
His cock was now covered with my saliva and it was working for both of us. When my lips slid over the head and it popped in and out of my mouth I knew it would make him ejaculate.
He tensed up and his cock throbbed in my mouth and his cum started to spurt out. I stopped moving and accepted the load.
I swallowed a mouthful, and he immediately filled my mouth again. I swallowed that with a noisy gulp and he filled my mouth again. I couldn’t keep up, and some cum ran out of the corners of my mouth and dribbled off my chin.
He kept emptying but now it was just oozing and flowing out. I could keep up with that, and I swallowed several more times.
When he was finally done I got up and leaned over and kissed him. My lips and tongue were slippery with his cum but he didn’t seem to mind. I fulfilled my fantasy and licked his hard, hairy belly.
I went back to the other side of the room and sat down next to Bob.
I was aroused by what I had done, and what had happened. I had the strong taste of his semen in my mouth.
I asked Bob, “Was that what you wanted me to do?”
“God, yes, honey. That was beautiful. I love how you swallowed it.”
I thought it was time to lighten the mood, so I said, “Well, I don’t think I will need any breakfast tomorrow.”
Mike laughed the hardest at that.
We sat for a while in silence, and then I said, “I think it’s time for bed. Goodnight, Mike.”
He answered, “Good night Bob. And thank you, Amy.”
You better thank me, I thought, if you hired a prostitute to do that it would cost you a couple hundred bucks. But actually I enjoyed doing it. I like to make a man cum in my mouth. It feels like I am in control and he is at my mercy.
Bob and I practically fell into bed together. He was sound asleep in minutes, but I just lay there thinking.
Bob passed me around like I was a tray of cocktail snacks. Mostly I was annoyed that it was all for Mike. What about me?
The more I thought about it the more annoyed I got.
Bob was sound asleep and snoring, so I got out of bed and quietly left the room. I walked to the other side of the apartment and gently opened the guest room door.
I whispered, “Are you awake?”
Mike stirred in bed, and saw me.
“Yes. Come in.”
I did and closed the door behind me. I climbed into the bed next to him, and discovered that he was completely naked.
I found his soft cock and held it. It started to grow and get hard. Every time I experience that I think what a miracle it is.
I was wearing my nightgown, and I clumsily took it off. I snuggled up against his sexy body and hugged him.
“I enjoyed relieving your overload. But I have needs too. I hope you understand.”
“Of course. Where is Bob?”
“He is out like a light. Don’t worry.”
He reached down and touched my pussy, which was open and wet. I hoped the fragrance would arouse him.
He expertly rubbed and stroked my clit, and I jacked-off his big cock.
We escort adıyaman were both ready and willing. I laid on my back missionary style, and he hovered over me. I felt his cock-head touch my vaginal lips and it slipped right in. I was so hot I could have taken a baseball bat in. Actually, it felt like a baseball bat.
He fucked me nicely for a while, and then he reached around my back and found my asshole. He inserted his finger and I winced.
“Just exploring a little. OK?”
I murmured yes, and he pushed the entire length up in me.
He fucked me while he finger-fucked my asshole. I have had anal sex, way back in the past, so it was kind of erotic.
He whispered, “Will you turn over?”
I was not sure what he would do next, but I didn’t want to say no.
I turned over face-down and waited. He found my vagina and his cock slid up in me again.
I felt relief, but also disappointment. I was worried about taking it up my ass, but I was kind of hoping he might want that. I tried to think of a way that I could give him permission.
After a few moments he pulled out, and I felt the tip of his cock touch my asshole.
He gave a push, and it wouldn’t go in. The head was too big for my anus.
He pushed again, harder this time, and the tip went into me.
I flinched and gave out a soft grunt.
“Just exploring a little more.”
“That is not your finger!”
His response was to push it in farther.
I grunted again but I didn’t say anything.
I didn’t complain or ask him to stop, so he pushed a little more into me.
My anus was being stretched to the limit. I felt pressure and a feeling of fullness.
All right, I will admit it. I was submissive now and in total surrender. He could do whatever he wanted to me.
He eased his cock into me slowly and I could feel the head leading the way.
I was full of intense curiosity. I wondered how much I would be able to take. I hoped all of it, but I was apprehensive. Would it suddenly become uncomfortable or worse, painful?
The guy I had tried anal with many years ago was not hung like Mike. His penis was not much bigger than Mike’s middle finger.
I reached back and felt the part of his cock that was not up my ass. I thought there was about two or three inches left.
“Just do it with that much for a while.”
He is a gentleman, and did as I asked. He slid in and out but never went any deeper.
I was in a state of bliss. I wanted to experience all of it.
“See if you can get it all the way in.”
He pushed and it went in up to his balls.
I let out an “Oof!” when he pressed against my butt-cheeks.
Now he began to fuck me seriously.
The sounds of the bed creaking and him slapping against my butt filled the room.
Every time he went all the way in I felt the tip contact something soft inside me. If his cock was one inch longer I wouldn’t be able to take it all.
I was floating and drifting on a cloud of ecstasy. I wanted him to fuck me silly.
I remembered how his cum squirted into my mouth out of the tiny hole in the tip. I wondered if it was possible to taste it this way.
Just like during the blowjob I sensed his breathing change.
He whispered, “Can I cum in you this way?”
“Yes, please. All the way in me.” was my answer.
He stopped fully in me and grunted.
I felt his cock twitch and pulse, and cum started to spurt into me.
The first spurt was so forceful I felt it go way farther in me than his cock had gone.
It continued to squirt into me for what seemed like several minutes. It was more likely several seconds.
I stroked my clit the way I do when I masturbate, and I exploded in an intense orgasm.
I usually don’t have an orgasm during intercourse, I need oral to get me off. This time it was different.
I felt like a rag doll, totally limp. I had never felt so completely and thoroughly fucked. His cock stayed hard inside me.
I don’t know how much time passed, but eventually he pulled it out of me. My asshole slammed shut, but not quickly enough. Some cum gushed out and ran down over my pussy lips. I’m afraid I made a wet spot.
We snuggled like lovers for a while.
“I need to go back to my bedroom. I don’t want Bob to wake up and find me gone.”
I crawled out of the bed and found my nightgown and put it on. I didn’t want to be caught coming back into our bedroom naked.
I sneaked into the bedroom and slipped into bed as quietly as I could. Bob just snorted and snored.
I laid face-down to try to minimize the cum oozing out of me. It felt like I had a quart and a half inside me. I know that is an exaggeration but that’s how it felt.
I thought about the billions of his sperm swimming around in me and it brought a feeling of deep satisfaction. I think I am like most women, I want it inside me, not in a puddle on the bed.
I drifted off into deep sleep.
Bob and I both began to stir at the same time. It was too early but nothing could be done, adıyaman escort bayan we were awake now.
Bob hugged me and said, “I need to tell you more about the escapades Mike and I had in college.”
“You know that we arranged threesomes with girls we met. Here is how it really worked.”
“Mike is a very persuasive guy. That is why he is so successful at sales. He is the one who did all the arranging.”
“Just like you, the girls were all attracted to him. I am not saying he tricked or coerced them, but he was able to persuade them somehow.”
He paused for a while. He seemed embarrassed.
“What actually happened was he would have sex with them and I would observe. I guess I am a voyeur.”
My god, I thought. He is kinkier than I thought.
“The full story is that he would fuck them in the ass. Some of them protested but they finally acquiesced. They would squirm and squeal as he shoved it up their ass, but once it was in they all seemed to love it.”
Tell me about it, I thought but did not say.
He continued, “So you sucked him off. No big deal. At least you didn’t have to take it up your asshole.”
It was truth-time.
“Don’t be so sure.”
That was like a bucket of cold water in his face.
He put two and two together and figured out what had happened.
“So you visited Mike last night. I need to know what happened.”
He reached up under my nightgown and searched for my asshole. When he found it his finger slid right in to the last knuckle.
“Damn it! Your asshole is stretched out and full of cum.”
“Well, you are the one who wanted me to ‘take care’ of him. So I did.”
He sulked for a few minutes.
“What really upsets me is that I didn’t get to observe like I used to.”
That was like a bucket of cold water in my face. He really is a voyeur.
There was a good ten minutes of awkward silence.
“Well, if you want to go over and wake him up and ask him if he will butt-fuck me again, you can watch this time.”
I thought he might slap me, but instead he jumped up and rushed out the door.
I expected Mike to decline, but then I thought about how often they did this in college. They are not embarrassed at all, they each enjoy the part they play.
Bob came back in the room all excited.
“He says come over now and he will do it.”
I got out of bed feeling conflicted. I wanted to experience it again, but I was kind of sore. I knew that Mike was an expert at it, and he would know how to do it. Plus, as Bob said, my asshole is all stretched out and full of slippery cum.
We walked together over to the guest room. The door was open.
Mike was laying on his back, naked. His erection was sticking straight up like a telephone pole. I wouldn’t have to suck it to get it hard.
I didn’t waste time, I climbed aboard and straddled him on my knees, facing him so we could make eye contact. I grasped his boner and guided it to my asshole. I slowly sat down, impaling myself on his cock.
Bob stood by the foot of the bed, staring intently at the sight of it disappearing up my asshole.
When it was about half-way in I stopped and whispered, “I’m not sure about this.”
Bob almost shouted, “Sit on it! All the way down!”
I carefully did that. I think it pushed some of my internal organs out of the way.
I began to lift up and sit back down, fucking myself. Mike just let me do it to him.
I continued methodically jacking him off with my asshole for several minutes.
Then I wanted to face Bob at the foot of the bed. I lifted off and turned around, facing Bob.
I repeated my initial move and grasping his cock I sat down on it. It slid all the way in easily this time.
Bob had an astonished look in his eyes. I guess it is amazing that all of it could go into my skinny body.
He had his cock out and was jacking off as he watched us, like he was watching a porn video.
I fucked myself that way for a while, and then Bob had a brilliant idea. He climbed up on the bed and precariously balanced himself in front of me.
He had to bend down on one knee to get the level right, so his stiff cock lined up with my mouth. I opened wide and took it in.
So now Mike’s cock was sliding in and out of my stretched asshole, and Bob’s cock was sliding in and out of my mouth. I was afraid that Bob might lose his balance and fall off the bed, but he didn’t.
We continued this tableau for an amazing amount of time.
I sensed that Mike was about to shoot his geyser of love-juice into me so I sat all the way down and stopped with his cock fully in me.
Then a miraculous thing happened, as he shot a fountain of cum up my ass Bob started to cum also.
I noisily slurped and gulped down Bob’s load as Mike gave me what felt like a sperm enema.
I almost passed out.
I know porn actresses do this sort of thing but I am not in the porn business.
Bob got down off the bed without hurting himself, and I lifted off of Mike’s still-hard cock.
Unfortunately I was right above him when a large gob of cum slipped out and splattered on his hairy belly.
I giggled and said, “Oops!”
I went down and started to lick it up, sucking and slurping and swallowing it. I had developed a huge craving for his cum. It didn’t bother me that it came out of my asshole.