I’ve always had a wild imagination where sex is concerned and, happily, I married a man who’s eager to help me act out my fantasies. In six years of marriage, we’ve tried all the positions and screwed in some pretty strange places, indoors and outdoors. Gary will usually penetrate at least two of my sex holes in any one session. He might start in my mouth and finish in my pussy or asshole, or he might start in my pussy and finish in my mouth or asshole. Of course, he never puts his cock in my mouth or pussy after it’s been in my bottom. The point, however, is that I love his cock anywhere inside me.
Anyway, the one fantasy I could never bring myself to tell Gary was the one where I get fucked by two men at once. Gary, you see, is the jealous type, and as my fantasy required another man for its fulfillment, I figured he’d hit the roof if I so much as hinted at a threesome. Imagine my surprise when out of the blue one night, my old fashioned husband “confessed” a deep seated desire to see me with another man. I darn near fell out of bed when he told me that just the thought of me sucking and fucking another guy made him rock hard. “He would be in your ass,” Gary said, “and you’d be going crazy with lust.”
Recovering from my shock, I informed my husband that I had the same fantasy, with one difference. “You wouldn’t be just watching,” I said. “You’d be fucking me, too. In my mouth or pussy.”
“Two hard cocks inside you at the same time?” My husband’s eyes grew wide as he visualized the scene.
“Exactly,” I said with a smile.
All that remained was to find our third party, and that didn’t figure to be a problem. At the hospital where I work (I’m a registered nurse), there was this great looking internist who spent more time tending to the needs of the nurses than to those of his patients. Rumor had it that Peter had scored with half of the nursing staff, and according to Susie, my best friend, it wasn’t the size of his cock that had the ladies begging for more, it was his technique and extraordinary staying power. Peter, of course, had come on to me on several occasions, only to go away dejected. Tempted though I was to experience his famous lovemaking, I wasn’t about to do it behind Gary’s back. Happily, that was no longer a problem.
I did wonder, though, how Peter would take to the idea of fucking me with my husband present. I needn’t have worried. He was quick to tell me that he had participated in a number of threesomes, several of them with a married couple. This pleased me because Peter’s experience would help Gary and me over any rough spots in our first threesome.
Well, as it turned out there weren’t any rough spots. In fact, I was surprised at how well Peter and Gary hit it off. It was as if they were old friends seeing each other again after years apart instead of two men meeting for the first time. I was also surprised by my lack of nervousness. I figured it was because all the action would take place in my bedroom with my husband in attendance. There was comfort in familiarity.
Anyway, the first thing I did when we were all in the bedroom was to perform a little striptease for the guys. When I was naked, an obviously impressed Peter started removing his clothes, and my husband, taking his cue, got undressed too. When both men were naked, I had them stand side by side and then got down on my knees in front of them.
I started, naturally enough, with Gary. His cock, like Peter’s, was on the rise, and I looked up at him with twinkling eyes as I took it n my mouth. In no time he was fully erect, my lips sliding smoothly, effortlessly, along the length of his pulsating shaft. With some reluctance I released his cock and shuffled over to Peter. By this time he was hard, his cock poking out proudly from his loins, and I was delighted to note its size and shape. It was long and slim, the perfect cock to take up the ass.
Peter, smiling, ran his fingers through my long brown hair as I introduced myself to his cock, planting little kisses all over it. Just before I took it in my mouth, I saw Peter wink at my husband, who smiled down at me. We were off and running, our first threesome looking better and better all the time.
I lingered over Peter’s cock, enjoying its taste and the delightful smoothness of the shaft as it slid wetly over my tongue. The fingers of one hand were curled around the hairy base of Peter’s cock while the fingers of the other squeezed and kneaded Gary’s balls or lightly stroked his manhood. “She’s good,” I heard Peter say. “The best,” my husband answered proudly.
A few minutes later, Peter and I were on the bed, with Gary nearby, watching intently. With the taste of cock in my mouth and my pussy purring in anticipation, I lost myself in the pleasure of Peter’s artful touch, the tenderness of his kiss. He tongued my neck and shoulders, slowly working his way to my breasts and then lower still, to my aching pussy. I gasped when I felt his tongue on my sex, my hips jerking involuntarily. He played my pussy like an instrument, licking and sucking me beautifully, his tongue strumming my clit until, finally, I exploded in orgasm. Crying out with pleasure, I glanced at my husband and saw the look of intense concentration on his handsome face. He was stroking his cock, but carefully, lest he come too soon.
Peter let me calm down before ordering me onto my tummy. Kneeling on the bed, he asked Gary for the KY jelly, and my husband got it from the night table. A moment later I felt my cheeks being pried apart and the cold lubricant smeared in and around my asshole. I was accustomed to being prepared like this, for Gary always saw to it that I was well greased back there before penetrating me, but the fact that another man was getting me ready was especially exciting. I mewed with pleasure and squirmed on the bed as Peter worked one, then two fingers into my rear opening, pumping them slowly in and out, in and out, opening my tight little hole.
When all was ready, Peter tossed the tube of jelly aside and drew me up onto my hands and knees. He called to Gary, who had been all but mesmerized by the sight of Peter preparing my asshole, suggesting that he enter me first. Gary climbed onto the bed and slithered underneath me, positioning his cock so that it was on a line with my pussy. With Peter’s hands on my hips, I lowered myself onto my husband’s fleshy spike until all of it was comfortably ensconced in my syrupy hole. “I love you,” I said, looking down at Gary. “You’re the best, babe,” he replied, reaching for my dangling breasts.
I was about to start riding Gary when Peter cautioned me against it, saying that we didn’t want Gary to come too quickly. I knew he was right, as I could see the excitement on my husband’s face. I only hoped he could hold it together, at least until Peter was in my ass and fucking it.
Now Peter placed his hand on my back, urging me into a low crouch with my breasts flattened against my husband’s chest. Then, positioning himself properly, he wedged the head of his slim cock into my well greased anus. He entered smoothly, slipping up inside my taut bottom in one easy, fluid motion.
“Is he in?” Gary asked.
“Yes…God, yes,” I gasped excitedly.
With my head buried in the crook of my husband’s neck, I savored the spectacular feeling of fullness. A cock in my pussy and a cock in my ass it was beautiful. Never before had I felt so thoroughly wicked. “Ready?” I heard Peter ask through the beautiful haze of my passion.
“Yes, do it,” I answered without hesitation.
Peter started moving in me, and then Gary started working his cock in my pussy. It took some adjusting, a few subtle changes in position, but soon enough we were in tune, Peter and Gary timing their thrusts so that they were feeding me their cocks at the same time. I could feel their cocks sliding into me through the thin membrane separating the two canals, the one burrowing deep in my ass and the other pushing up into my pussy. It was heaven.
After a minute or so, Peter started to speed up, his more rapid, harder thrusts causing me to gasp and groan with joy. The sounds of my lust triggered my husband’s release. Unable to hold out a second longer, he groaned loudly and came, holding my head between his hands as his semen gushed into my pussy. As his cock began to wilt inside me, he wrapped his arms around my back, holding me fast as Peter now began to really let me have it.
Again and again he banged his cock into my behind, and I began to understand what Susie had said about his staying power. In and out, in and out, his cock reaming my rear hole like it had never been reamed before. Just when I thought he’d never strop fucking my ass, he came, spilling his semen inside my rear passage. I came a moment later, my pussy contracting around my husband’s suddenly half hard cock as I groaned into his neck.
Peter slumped onto my back, resting there for a moment before rolling off me onto the bed. With a weary sigh I pushed myself up to sit erect atop Gary’s now flaccid cock, which had slipped from my soaked pussy. “Gentlemen,” I said, looking down first at Peter and then at my husband, “that was the greatest. Thank you.”
Gary smiled up at me and as he rolled my nipples in his fingers, he said, “Thank you, baby. You’re the greatest. There’s no one better.”
Peter smiled and said, “I agree one hundred percent.” After that first thrilling threesome, Gary and I were hoping to continue our special relationship with Peter, perhaps arranging little get togethers every few weeks or so. Unfortunately, Peter was offered a great position in a hospital out of state and decided to accept it. So now Gary and I are accepting applications for the position Peter handled so ably. Which is, of course, directly behind me.
Ms. C.S., Colorado