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Around my third year of graduate school, I had recently moved in an apartment complex near a married couple, Sol and Hannah, who were a few years older than me and doing post-doc work. A few days after I moved in, I recognized Sol from around campus and we started chatting. We walked towards their apartment, and at the door I said, "Oh, nice mezuzah."
"It is, isn't it?"
"So, are you reformed?"
"As reformed as you'll find in this town."
"One of my old girlfriends would give you a run for your money there."
"I seriously doubt that."
We laughed and he asked, "You're not Jewish, right?"
"Nah, I'm nothing. My relatives are all Baptists, but I was raised nothing at all. Just an old heathen."
He invited me in to meet his wife, whom I also recognized from around town. "I'm Hannah," she said, and we sat and talked for a few minutes. Over the next few months we became close friends and often went to concerts around town together. I usually went over three evenings or so a week, and often one or the other would stop by my apartment for a beer or a snack and a chat. Sol was tall and slender, with short curly brown hair and a well-trimmed beard, while Hannah was short, plump, and busty, with long curly jet-black hair and dark brown eyes. He was in chemistry, while she pulled in a stipend as a TA in economics.
A few months after we met, I went over early one Saturday afternoon to tell them of a concert by a band made up of African language students and instructors I'd learned of the evening before at a departmental party (two of my friends were in the band). When I was a few yards from their door, it opened and a man came out and kissed Hannah good-bye; she was dressed revealingly in a robe and had tousled hair and a rather satisfied air. After the fellow left, she smiled at me without embarrassment and said, "Come in." Intensely curious, I did so.
"Go get a beer," she said, and when I came back into the living room, she was straightening a bit. She said, "That was Phil. In case Sol didn't tell you, we have an open marriage. He knows all about Phil and me, just like I know all about him and Linda."
I nodded. She sat down and looked closely at me and said, "So it doesn't bother you."
"No, it doesn't bother me."
"Good. I don't want you to be uncomfortable with our way of doing things."
"So..."
"Yes?" she smiled.
"Well, I mean, how much do you two bring the others into your lives?"
"Sometimes we keep them separate. Sometimes we share." Again she looked closely at me and said, "And that doesn't bother you either. Good."
I smiled, "Different strokes."
She grinned evilly, "Yes, that's what I look for in my men."
We laughed and I told her about the concert, and we made arrangements to go. "Sol won't come, he's spending the evening with Linda. Mind if I invite Phil?"
I shrugged, "Hey, the more the merrier."
She smiled back, "I'm glad you're so cool about it."
That evening I met them at the concert and hit it off well with Phil. He saw Hannah for about three more weeks, but then he found a new girlfriend who was rather too conservative for such an arrangement. As for me, I had already become quite attracted to Hannah, and at that time I was in the middle of a drought and had to make a great effort not to stare down Hannah's blouse and make a grab for what came into view every time I saw her; I constantly drained myself at night imagining myself in Phil's place and avoided thinking constantly about her seemingly slightly increased interest in me, since that way seemed to lead to being shot out of the saddle. After another month and a half I had largely gotten over my first infatuation with her and found other women to think about in my bed, or in a couple of cases to take to my bed.
Our friendship continued unchanged, with the usual rounds of wit and jokes and intense arguments over abstract matters until late in the evenings. One of these instances turned out to be rather important for the future. I had told the two of them about a student in one of my sections who was doing badly and nothing to get better, and after giving several examples of her poor performance I told them, "So she sent me an email saying she was sorry she missed my discussion section, but she was late because she had to go home for Rosh Hashanah."
I then told them that I had by accident discovered she really was Jewish, or at least had gone to Hebrew school, and Hannah asked, "What, you've never heard of blonde, blue-eyed Jews before?"
"Yes," I replied, "but it's not that. It's the fact that she's the stupidest, laziest student I've ever had that made me just naturally assume she wasn’t Jewish."
She laughed in happy surprise and replied, "Well, that's her blonde genes at work."
We then had fun discussing which genes were recessive and which dominant, and the conversation continued in that light vein for an hour, with me making several funny and sharp jabs about my sister (a blonde who collects blonde jokes).
A little less than a year after I became their friend, I started my first sexual relationship with a man. After our first time he would always come to my apartment for sex, and the third time he stayed over, Hannah knocked on my door just after we'd finished one round of oral sex. I opened the door and said, "Hi, I'm a little busy."
The door was open enough that she could see him when he walked past behind me completely naked, and she smiled and said, "Oh, sorry to interrupt! Come over when you have a chance."
I looked behind me as he blushed red. I smiled as he frowned and I said, "I'll be busy for a while. Rain check?"
She smiled even more broadly and said, "Sure."
I shut the door and smiled at him, and he said, "Jeez, advertise us to the whole neighborhood, why doncha."
"She's cool. Her and her husband share their bits on the side with each other. We're conservative compared to them."
"As long as they'll keep their lips shut, fine. But don't answer the door any more when we've just done each other, okay?
The next time I saw Hannah, she asked me all about my relationship, and her evident interest started my fantasies running again, but again I did nothing to encourage them. Our friendship continued in its usual vein, and a month later I was unattached.
One evening two weeks after it ended, I had just come into my apartment from work when I heard someone knocking. It was Hannah and I immediately invited her in. She smiled at me seductively and we started chatting. I offered her some wine and she immediately nodded. She followed me into the kitchen and stood next to me as I poured out the wine, and when I turned around to hand her her glass, she had positioned herself so that my elbow sank deep into her breast.
"Sorry," I said, and I could tell I was blushing deeply.
"No problem," she said in a husky voice and raised her glass. "L'chaim."
"Same to ya, pretty lady," I replied in a Texas drawl, which always made her laugh, and she stared into my eyes as she sipped her wine. My heart was racing and my palms started sweating, but I managed to maintain some sort of calm and motioned into my living room. She nodded with a mysterious smile, and though I had made a wide path for her to pass, as she passed me she brushed against me, shoulder into my chest and hand into my crotch. She turned to smile at me over her shoulder, and I swallowed a gulp of air after she walked on.
When I followed her, she sat down in the middle of my couch and patted the cushion right next to her on her right side and smiled. I sat down a little further away from her than she had indicated, and she moved over to lean against me. We clinked wine glass and she said, "I guess you know why I'm here."
"I have my suspicions, yes."
She ran her fingertips through my hair and said, "Well?"
In response I kissed her on the lips and she melted into me. I slowly undressed her and felt her massive breasts sag into my hands, then push hard against my mouth as I sucked on her dark nipples. Her body was thick, as was her pubic hair, with a vertical fall of her sides from her breasts to below her waist and then a flare of the hips framing her black triangle. I knelt on the floor in front of her as she spread her thighs for me and leaned her head back in anticipation. Her pussy was fully ready for me and she grabbed my head and clamped down hard when my tongue reached her clit. I sucked hard and reached up to feel her breasts as her thighs squeezed hard around my head and she quickly came hard all over my face.
I stood up then and finished undressing, and she lay back with her thighs spread and held her arms out to me. I rose over her and slowly entered her. Her body welcomed me inside and enveloped me, thighs, arms, and cunt, and almost immediately she arched her back in orgasm, squirting fluids all over me as I in turn immediately pulsed into a draining, massive orgasm. I plowed deep as both of us screamed loudly and thrust hard against each other.
I lay on top of her and made as if to rise off her, but she held me tight and said, "Stay."
"Sorry, I usually manage to last longer than... Lord, three seconds."
She laughed, "That's fine. Hope you enjoyed it. I almost never come immediately when I get fucked."
"So it's happened before?"
"Three or four times, yes."
"First time a woman’s ever come immediately. I thought that was something that only happened in letters to dirty magazines."
"Well, what do you expect if you always cum in three seconds?"
I laughed and said, "Shortest time ever. Ever. At least I didn't waste it all over your belly."
"You can do that next time."
"No, inside you again."
"Good."
I had gotten hard again and I began moving slowly inside her. Soon I lifted myself to watch her body as I thrust into her and she responded vigorously. Her body splayed out softly beneath me and shuddered invitingly with each thrust. Her eyes were closed, and soon she reached down and grabbed my hips and held me in position as she screamed again in orgasm. I waited until she had relaxed to ride her hard. After another ten minutes I was close and whispered to her, "Take it, I'm about to cum." As I let go, her cunt tightened around me and another flood of her fluids rushed out as she screamed once more. I pounded away as her climax drained both of us.
I pulled myself off her and lay down on the edge of the sofa cushions. "Let's go to bed?" I suggested.
She sat up and giggled, "Sorry about your couch."
"Yeah, well, there are so many old wet spots on it I don't know where to sit any more."
She laughed out loud and walked ahead of me to bed, her body plump and firm and sultry and her hair falling near to her waist over a thick ass that ordinarily wouldn’t have interested me at all; that night it fascinated me, and despite our recent bouts I still began to feel the old tinge. She was sitting on the edge of the bed as I entered and stood in front of her; she reached out to stroke me and said, "You're going to be ready again soon. Amazing."
"You really turn me on."
"Yes, I can tell. I'm not the usual type. I like when I'm my man's type."
"I love tits. And you look like a Portuguese woman from a few years ago."
"Interesting. I’m not Sephardic, you know."
"Yes, I love... Mediterranean looks."
"I have those."
I was semi-hard by this time and she leaned over and began sucking on me. As I hardened, she worked me into her throat and looked into my eyes. I looked down at her until I got close. "I'm coming," I said, and she pulled me in until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. I caressed her head without gripping and spurted into her eager swallowing throat as I trembled and moaned.
After she had swallowed everything I gave her, which wasn't a great amount, she lay back and held me as we talked. "When did you first want me?" she asked.
"Shortly after we first met," I said.
"Ooh, naughty boy, lusting after a married woman."
"Yeah, I know. What about you?"
"It was a few months ago. Remember when you told me about that student of yours?"
"Oh God, you mean that?"
“Funny goes a long way with me,” she replied. “But you were both our friends, so I didn’t want to make a move. It might make big problems and blow up in everybody’s face really bad. Then I saw you with your boyfriend and that changed things. We could both have you. I thought about it for a while and finally discussed it with Sol, and he’s got no objections. Of course, now that we’re lovers, you have to be with both of us.”
I laughed and said, “Okay, that’d be great. It’s like getting a Christmas present and then getting a present for the day after Christmas.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” she smiled, and we laughed.
“Where is Sol?”
“He’s off with Anita. We agreed that if you’re amenable, you’ll spend the night with us tomorrow.”
“Good, because I have a lot of lust to burn through with you before then.”
“Haven’t you been emptying it out all this time?”
I laughed, “Off and on. It’s been off recently.”
“Well, get started. That’s what I’m here for.”
She had been playing with me, and when I was hard enough to penetrate her she pushed me onto my back and expertly mounted me. “Do you like my body?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Even my saggy tits?”
“Your tits are beautiful.”
“And my plump belly?”
“Plump but firm. It looks healthy enough to take everything I could give it.”
“You certainly gave me a pounding.”
“Yeah.”
“What else do you like about my body?”
“Your hips. They’re nice and rounded and match your tits. They make me want to grab them and hold on tight for a hard ride.”
“Truth in advertising.”
“And you’re a beautiful woman. Very beautiful.”
“Thank you.” She was moving at an easy rhythm forwards and backwards by then and asked, “Not into skinny women, huh?”
“They have their fine points, sure, but you know, some of them look so delicate that they’d never be able to take my weight.”
She laughed and said, “You sound like Sol. Anita’s tall and skinny. Sol’s a leg man so she has that going for her, but he said she always surprises him how hard she makes him ride her.”
“So how many lovers have you two shared?”
“Five men, three women.”
“You’re both bi?”
“Oh yes.”
“What’s your type?”
“Man or woman?”
“Either. Both.”
“Horny.”
We laughed and she said, “I’m getting close.”
I thrust upwards as she pounded into my belly as hard as I’d pounded into hers. Her tits were flying above me, fascinating me with their swing to and fro, and she started grinding her mount against mine. Soon she screamed again and collapsed on me. I was still hard and rocked slowly in and out of her. She looked down at me and said, “That feels good. Can you come that way?”
“Not quickly.”
“Want some help?”
“Sure.”
She rotated her hips as I pushed into her and she squeezed down on my cock with her cunt. I held her wide hips and savored the feel of her flesh rippling under my hands. “Give it to me,” she moaned, “give me your juice.”
I thrust upwards wildly and moaned as I shuddered and spurted a couple of small spurts into her. I held her tightly and breathed loudly into her hair; she rose a little to kiss me and said, “Hon, I’m close.”
I reached down to slide two fingers inside her, but she said, “No,” and climbed up. I held her hips as she settled on my face and licked her hard until she came quietly but intensely. She curled up next to me and said, “The first time I’m always starved for sex. I hope I didn’t scare you.”
“God, no, I needed that. I’ve been on edge wanting to fuck you for so long I was afraid I’d wear you out.”
“I’ll probably be sore tomorrow,” she said.
“I’m sore now.”
“Good. Serves you right.”
“Hope I have something left for the two of you tomorrow.”
She smiled and yawned, “Me too. Might end up just being you and me dozing off while Sol jerks off by himself.” She giggled.
I pulled the covers over us and she kissed me good night and snuggled up next to me. We woke up early in the morning and she said, “I’ll go home now. Sol knows I’m here, but I don’t want you to waste any more of that hot lust of yours. You’ve got a big job tonight.”
When she left, Hannah told me to come by for dinner at 6. I spent the rest of the day in the usual way, classes and work, all the while in a bit of a boil at the thought of what the evening would bring. I showed up a little after 6 and Sol opened the door and invited me in. He was wearing slacks and a T shirt, while Hannah had on a simple cotton dress. I grabbed a beer while they finished getting dinner ready, and when Hannah came in to put on some music, she smiled and kissed me. When she pressed up against me, she felt my erection against her belly and said, "Oh, good, I was afraid you'd need a week to recover from last night."
After dinner ended, we cleared the table and went into the living room. Hannah reached up and started kissing me, and soon I felt Sol put his arms around her waist. She pushed herself against me and said quietly, "Mmm, a hard dick in front of me, another hard dick in back. Paradise." I chuckled and reached down to feel Sol's erection against her, and he responded by pushing back against my fingers. He felt long and thick as I grabbed it and rubbed him through his pants.
Hannah said, "Let's get comfortable," and started undressing, and we followed her. She sat on the couch and watched as Sol and I started stroking each other. He was a little longer than me and a bit thicker, with a thick bush above his cock and a body of wiry muscles. I turned and looked at Hannah rubbing herself on the couch. I came over and knelt in front of her. I licked her for a couple of minutes, and when Sol sat down beside her I transferred my attentions to him. I stroked his shaft lightly as I licked his swollen head and felt him throbbing between my fingertips. I thought back on my recent experiences and started lowering my head in his cock. Soon I had his head in the back of my mouth and rested by suckling on his satiny flesh.
After a few minutes I stood up and put my cock in his face. He took me inside his mouth expertly and pleasured me eagerly. When I was close, I pulled away and said, "Let's 69."
We lay on our sides on the floor and took each other in our mouths. I rested my head on his thigh as he moved in and out, and he did the same. I was seized with the desire to suck him dry and pulled him into my throat without gagging, and soon I felt his head swell up and throb. He gasped and a flood of hot sperm shot into my throat, at least seven massive spurts. I coughed and choked a little trying to swallow it all. The excitement of feeling such a glorious cock emptying its load into me sent me over the edge and I provided him a few satisfying spurts that he easily swallowed.
We sat back and looked at Hannah staring greedily at us with her thighs wide open and her fingers on her clit. I pushed her hand aside and started licking her, and soon I felt Sol's mouth take me inside. He sucked me until I was hard, whereupon I stood up and pulled Hannah to the floor and mounted her. As I entered her, I felt a finger lubing up my asshole, so I positioned myself with my knees spread enough to provide easier access. Soon two fingers were deep inside me and I held myself still as Hannah boiled over underneath me and screamed in pleasure.
The fingers were soon replaced by a cock, and as Sol worked his way inside I groaned in pain. He pushed inside to the hilt and held my hips. I started pushing back and forth, feeling his cock enter me deeply and pull out as I plunged into Hannah, whose cunt soon squeezed tightly in another orgasm. She moaned against my collarbone and kissed my neck passionately. Soon I felt Sol begin to twitch inside me and I sped up my thrusts. As my cock plunged into Hannah, Sol stopped passively receiving the pleasures of my ass and plowed hard into me. I found it easier just to let each thrust push me hard into Hannah, and soon I spurted a load into her that left me feeling as if my balls were about to collapse. As the last spurt shot out of me, Sol groaned and I felt his hot spurts discharge into my bowels. He grabbed my hips and used my ass like a toy as he drained himself, and then he pulled out and collapsed onto the floor.
I collapsed next to Hannah and looked at her. She smiled at me and said, "Better than I had hoped. That was so good."
"It was.”
"You're only the second guy to take it up the ass with us. You wouldn't believe how hot that made me."
"So what do you usually do with your men then?"
"The usual. Circle sucks. Fuck'n'suck. Taking turns."
I went to clean up, and when I returned Sol got up to wash off and Hannah said, "Bedroom time."
She and I lay on the bed and I pulled her over me to 69, and soon Sol came in and watched. After a few minutes he was hard again and began poking at the lips of her cunt. I was semi-hard by this time and enjoyed her talented mouth even though I wasn't close to coming again, and soon her body was pushed down on me and her cunt shoved against my face as Sol began thrusting into her. She squealed and moaned and I licked the underside of his shaft as he fucked her vigorously. I was quickly fully hard and pulled away to watch them go at it. Hannah came quickly and pulled away herself, and I came up behind Sol and stroked his hard pillar of flesh. Hannah handed me the tube of lube and said, "Have at it."
He leaned over as I lubed us up and pushed inside him. I looked down to see Hannah begin to suck on him. I thrust hard and came within three minutes, and shortly before I felt his ass tighten up as he came in Hannah's mouth. We were all drained and spent the rest of the evening curled up together on the couch watching movies and went to bed together about midnight. Sol and I were able to summon one more load each in the morning as we lay in a circle sucking and being sucked, and for the next year we paired off, joined up for all-night threesomes, or brought in Sol's latest girlfriend for a foursome. However, Sol eventually found a tenure-track position in another state and they moved away.
"It is, isn't it?"
"So, are you reformed?"
"As reformed as you'll find in this town."
"One of my old girlfriends would give you a run for your money there."
"I seriously doubt that."
We laughed and he asked, "You're not Jewish, right?"
"Nah, I'm nothing. My relatives are all Baptists, but I was raised nothing at all. Just an old heathen."
He invited me in to meet his wife, whom I also recognized from around town. "I'm Hannah," she said, and we sat and talked for a few minutes. Over the next few months we became close friends and often went to concerts around town together. I usually went over three evenings or so a week, and often one or the other would stop by my apartment for a beer or a snack and a chat. Sol was tall and slender, with short curly brown hair and a well-trimmed beard, while Hannah was short, plump, and busty, with long curly jet-black hair and dark brown eyes. He was in chemistry, while she pulled in a stipend as a TA in economics.
A few months after we met, I went over early one Saturday afternoon to tell them of a concert by a band made up of African language students and instructors I'd learned of the evening before at a departmental party (two of my friends were in the band). When I was a few yards from their door, it opened and a man came out and kissed Hannah good-bye; she was dressed revealingly in a robe and had tousled hair and a rather satisfied air. After the fellow left, she smiled at me without embarrassment and said, "Come in." Intensely curious, I did so.
"Go get a beer," she said, and when I came back into the living room, she was straightening a bit. She said, "That was Phil. In case Sol didn't tell you, we have an open marriage. He knows all about Phil and me, just like I know all about him and Linda."
I nodded. She sat down and looked closely at me and said, "So it doesn't bother you."
"No, it doesn't bother me."
"Good. I don't want you to be uncomfortable with our way of doing things."
"So..."
"Yes?" she smiled.
"Well, I mean, how much do you two bring the others into your lives?"
"Sometimes we keep them separate. Sometimes we share." Again she looked closely at me and said, "And that doesn't bother you either. Good."
I smiled, "Different strokes."
She grinned evilly, "Yes, that's what I look for in my men."
We laughed and I told her about the concert, and we made arrangements to go. "Sol won't come, he's spending the evening with Linda. Mind if I invite Phil?"
I shrugged, "Hey, the more the merrier."
She smiled back, "I'm glad you're so cool about it."
That evening I met them at the concert and hit it off well with Phil. He saw Hannah for about three more weeks, but then he found a new girlfriend who was rather too conservative for such an arrangement. As for me, I had already become quite attracted to Hannah, and at that time I was in the middle of a drought and had to make a great effort not to stare down Hannah's blouse and make a grab for what came into view every time I saw her; I constantly drained myself at night imagining myself in Phil's place and avoided thinking constantly about her seemingly slightly increased interest in me, since that way seemed to lead to being shot out of the saddle. After another month and a half I had largely gotten over my first infatuation with her and found other women to think about in my bed, or in a couple of cases to take to my bed.
Our friendship continued unchanged, with the usual rounds of wit and jokes and intense arguments over abstract matters until late in the evenings. One of these instances turned out to be rather important for the future. I had told the two of them about a student in one of my sections who was doing badly and nothing to get better, and after giving several examples of her poor performance I told them, "So she sent me an email saying she was sorry she missed my discussion section, but she was late because she had to go home for Rosh Hashanah."
I then told them that I had by accident discovered she really was Jewish, or at least had gone to Hebrew school, and Hannah asked, "What, you've never heard of blonde, blue-eyed Jews before?"
"Yes," I replied, "but it's not that. It's the fact that she's the stupidest, laziest student I've ever had that made me just naturally assume she wasn’t Jewish."
She laughed in happy surprise and replied, "Well, that's her blonde genes at work."
We then had fun discussing which genes were recessive and which dominant, and the conversation continued in that light vein for an hour, with me making several funny and sharp jabs about my sister (a blonde who collects blonde jokes).
A little less than a year after I became their friend, I started my first sexual relationship with a man. After our first time he would always come to my apartment for sex, and the third time he stayed over, Hannah knocked on my door just after we'd finished one round of oral sex. I opened the door and said, "Hi, I'm a little busy."
The door was open enough that she could see him when he walked past behind me completely naked, and she smiled and said, "Oh, sorry to interrupt! Come over when you have a chance."
I looked behind me as he blushed red. I smiled as he frowned and I said, "I'll be busy for a while. Rain check?"
She smiled even more broadly and said, "Sure."
I shut the door and smiled at him, and he said, "Jeez, advertise us to the whole neighborhood, why doncha."
"She's cool. Her and her husband share their bits on the side with each other. We're conservative compared to them."
"As long as they'll keep their lips shut, fine. But don't answer the door any more when we've just done each other, okay?
The next time I saw Hannah, she asked me all about my relationship, and her evident interest started my fantasies running again, but again I did nothing to encourage them. Our friendship continued in its usual vein, and a month later I was unattached.
One evening two weeks after it ended, I had just come into my apartment from work when I heard someone knocking. It was Hannah and I immediately invited her in. She smiled at me seductively and we started chatting. I offered her some wine and she immediately nodded. She followed me into the kitchen and stood next to me as I poured out the wine, and when I turned around to hand her her glass, she had positioned herself so that my elbow sank deep into her breast.
"Sorry," I said, and I could tell I was blushing deeply.
"No problem," she said in a husky voice and raised her glass. "L'chaim."
"Same to ya, pretty lady," I replied in a Texas drawl, which always made her laugh, and she stared into my eyes as she sipped her wine. My heart was racing and my palms started sweating, but I managed to maintain some sort of calm and motioned into my living room. She nodded with a mysterious smile, and though I had made a wide path for her to pass, as she passed me she brushed against me, shoulder into my chest and hand into my crotch. She turned to smile at me over her shoulder, and I swallowed a gulp of air after she walked on.
When I followed her, she sat down in the middle of my couch and patted the cushion right next to her on her right side and smiled. I sat down a little further away from her than she had indicated, and she moved over to lean against me. We clinked wine glass and she said, "I guess you know why I'm here."
"I have my suspicions, yes."
She ran her fingertips through my hair and said, "Well?"
In response I kissed her on the lips and she melted into me. I slowly undressed her and felt her massive breasts sag into my hands, then push hard against my mouth as I sucked on her dark nipples. Her body was thick, as was her pubic hair, with a vertical fall of her sides from her breasts to below her waist and then a flare of the hips framing her black triangle. I knelt on the floor in front of her as she spread her thighs for me and leaned her head back in anticipation. Her pussy was fully ready for me and she grabbed my head and clamped down hard when my tongue reached her clit. I sucked hard and reached up to feel her breasts as her thighs squeezed hard around my head and she quickly came hard all over my face.
I stood up then and finished undressing, and she lay back with her thighs spread and held her arms out to me. I rose over her and slowly entered her. Her body welcomed me inside and enveloped me, thighs, arms, and cunt, and almost immediately she arched her back in orgasm, squirting fluids all over me as I in turn immediately pulsed into a draining, massive orgasm. I plowed deep as both of us screamed loudly and thrust hard against each other.
I lay on top of her and made as if to rise off her, but she held me tight and said, "Stay."
"Sorry, I usually manage to last longer than... Lord, three seconds."
She laughed, "That's fine. Hope you enjoyed it. I almost never come immediately when I get fucked."
"So it's happened before?"
"Three or four times, yes."
"First time a woman’s ever come immediately. I thought that was something that only happened in letters to dirty magazines."
"Well, what do you expect if you always cum in three seconds?"
I laughed and said, "Shortest time ever. Ever. At least I didn't waste it all over your belly."
"You can do that next time."
"No, inside you again."
"Good."
I had gotten hard again and I began moving slowly inside her. Soon I lifted myself to watch her body as I thrust into her and she responded vigorously. Her body splayed out softly beneath me and shuddered invitingly with each thrust. Her eyes were closed, and soon she reached down and grabbed my hips and held me in position as she screamed again in orgasm. I waited until she had relaxed to ride her hard. After another ten minutes I was close and whispered to her, "Take it, I'm about to cum." As I let go, her cunt tightened around me and another flood of her fluids rushed out as she screamed once more. I pounded away as her climax drained both of us.
I pulled myself off her and lay down on the edge of the sofa cushions. "Let's go to bed?" I suggested.
She sat up and giggled, "Sorry about your couch."
"Yeah, well, there are so many old wet spots on it I don't know where to sit any more."
She laughed out loud and walked ahead of me to bed, her body plump and firm and sultry and her hair falling near to her waist over a thick ass that ordinarily wouldn’t have interested me at all; that night it fascinated me, and despite our recent bouts I still began to feel the old tinge. She was sitting on the edge of the bed as I entered and stood in front of her; she reached out to stroke me and said, "You're going to be ready again soon. Amazing."
"You really turn me on."
"Yes, I can tell. I'm not the usual type. I like when I'm my man's type."
"I love tits. And you look like a Portuguese woman from a few years ago."
"Interesting. I’m not Sephardic, you know."
"Yes, I love... Mediterranean looks."
"I have those."
I was semi-hard by this time and she leaned over and began sucking on me. As I hardened, she worked me into her throat and looked into my eyes. I looked down at her until I got close. "I'm coming," I said, and she pulled me in until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. I caressed her head without gripping and spurted into her eager swallowing throat as I trembled and moaned.
After she had swallowed everything I gave her, which wasn't a great amount, she lay back and held me as we talked. "When did you first want me?" she asked.
"Shortly after we first met," I said.
"Ooh, naughty boy, lusting after a married woman."
"Yeah, I know. What about you?"
"It was a few months ago. Remember when you told me about that student of yours?"
"Oh God, you mean that?"
“Funny goes a long way with me,” she replied. “But you were both our friends, so I didn’t want to make a move. It might make big problems and blow up in everybody’s face really bad. Then I saw you with your boyfriend and that changed things. We could both have you. I thought about it for a while and finally discussed it with Sol, and he’s got no objections. Of course, now that we’re lovers, you have to be with both of us.”
I laughed and said, “Okay, that’d be great. It’s like getting a Christmas present and then getting a present for the day after Christmas.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” she smiled, and we laughed.
“Where is Sol?”
“He’s off with Anita. We agreed that if you’re amenable, you’ll spend the night with us tomorrow.”
“Good, because I have a lot of lust to burn through with you before then.”
“Haven’t you been emptying it out all this time?”
I laughed, “Off and on. It’s been off recently.”
“Well, get started. That’s what I’m here for.”
She had been playing with me, and when I was hard enough to penetrate her she pushed me onto my back and expertly mounted me. “Do you like my body?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Even my saggy tits?”
“Your tits are beautiful.”
“And my plump belly?”
“Plump but firm. It looks healthy enough to take everything I could give it.”
“You certainly gave me a pounding.”
“Yeah.”
“What else do you like about my body?”
“Your hips. They’re nice and rounded and match your tits. They make me want to grab them and hold on tight for a hard ride.”
“Truth in advertising.”
“And you’re a beautiful woman. Very beautiful.”
“Thank you.” She was moving at an easy rhythm forwards and backwards by then and asked, “Not into skinny women, huh?”
“They have their fine points, sure, but you know, some of them look so delicate that they’d never be able to take my weight.”
She laughed and said, “You sound like Sol. Anita’s tall and skinny. Sol’s a leg man so she has that going for her, but he said she always surprises him how hard she makes him ride her.”
“So how many lovers have you two shared?”
“Five men, three women.”
“You’re both bi?”
“Oh yes.”
“What’s your type?”
“Man or woman?”
“Either. Both.”
“Horny.”
We laughed and she said, “I’m getting close.”
I thrust upwards as she pounded into my belly as hard as I’d pounded into hers. Her tits were flying above me, fascinating me with their swing to and fro, and she started grinding her mount against mine. Soon she screamed again and collapsed on me. I was still hard and rocked slowly in and out of her. She looked down at me and said, “That feels good. Can you come that way?”
“Not quickly.”
“Want some help?”
“Sure.”
She rotated her hips as I pushed into her and she squeezed down on my cock with her cunt. I held her wide hips and savored the feel of her flesh rippling under my hands. “Give it to me,” she moaned, “give me your juice.”
I thrust upwards wildly and moaned as I shuddered and spurted a couple of small spurts into her. I held her tightly and breathed loudly into her hair; she rose a little to kiss me and said, “Hon, I’m close.”
I reached down to slide two fingers inside her, but she said, “No,” and climbed up. I held her hips as she settled on my face and licked her hard until she came quietly but intensely. She curled up next to me and said, “The first time I’m always starved for sex. I hope I didn’t scare you.”
“God, no, I needed that. I’ve been on edge wanting to fuck you for so long I was afraid I’d wear you out.”
“I’ll probably be sore tomorrow,” she said.
“I’m sore now.”
“Good. Serves you right.”
“Hope I have something left for the two of you tomorrow.”
She smiled and yawned, “Me too. Might end up just being you and me dozing off while Sol jerks off by himself.” She giggled.
I pulled the covers over us and she kissed me good night and snuggled up next to me. We woke up early in the morning and she said, “I’ll go home now. Sol knows I’m here, but I don’t want you to waste any more of that hot lust of yours. You’ve got a big job tonight.”
When she left, Hannah told me to come by for dinner at 6. I spent the rest of the day in the usual way, classes and work, all the while in a bit of a boil at the thought of what the evening would bring. I showed up a little after 6 and Sol opened the door and invited me in. He was wearing slacks and a T shirt, while Hannah had on a simple cotton dress. I grabbed a beer while they finished getting dinner ready, and when Hannah came in to put on some music, she smiled and kissed me. When she pressed up against me, she felt my erection against her belly and said, "Oh, good, I was afraid you'd need a week to recover from last night."
After dinner ended, we cleared the table and went into the living room. Hannah reached up and started kissing me, and soon I felt Sol put his arms around her waist. She pushed herself against me and said quietly, "Mmm, a hard dick in front of me, another hard dick in back. Paradise." I chuckled and reached down to feel Sol's erection against her, and he responded by pushing back against my fingers. He felt long and thick as I grabbed it and rubbed him through his pants.
Hannah said, "Let's get comfortable," and started undressing, and we followed her. She sat on the couch and watched as Sol and I started stroking each other. He was a little longer than me and a bit thicker, with a thick bush above his cock and a body of wiry muscles. I turned and looked at Hannah rubbing herself on the couch. I came over and knelt in front of her. I licked her for a couple of minutes, and when Sol sat down beside her I transferred my attentions to him. I stroked his shaft lightly as I licked his swollen head and felt him throbbing between my fingertips. I thought back on my recent experiences and started lowering my head in his cock. Soon I had his head in the back of my mouth and rested by suckling on his satiny flesh.
After a few minutes I stood up and put my cock in his face. He took me inside his mouth expertly and pleasured me eagerly. When I was close, I pulled away and said, "Let's 69."
We lay on our sides on the floor and took each other in our mouths. I rested my head on his thigh as he moved in and out, and he did the same. I was seized with the desire to suck him dry and pulled him into my throat without gagging, and soon I felt his head swell up and throb. He gasped and a flood of hot sperm shot into my throat, at least seven massive spurts. I coughed and choked a little trying to swallow it all. The excitement of feeling such a glorious cock emptying its load into me sent me over the edge and I provided him a few satisfying spurts that he easily swallowed.
We sat back and looked at Hannah staring greedily at us with her thighs wide open and her fingers on her clit. I pushed her hand aside and started licking her, and soon I felt Sol's mouth take me inside. He sucked me until I was hard, whereupon I stood up and pulled Hannah to the floor and mounted her. As I entered her, I felt a finger lubing up my asshole, so I positioned myself with my knees spread enough to provide easier access. Soon two fingers were deep inside me and I held myself still as Hannah boiled over underneath me and screamed in pleasure.
The fingers were soon replaced by a cock, and as Sol worked his way inside I groaned in pain. He pushed inside to the hilt and held my hips. I started pushing back and forth, feeling his cock enter me deeply and pull out as I plunged into Hannah, whose cunt soon squeezed tightly in another orgasm. She moaned against my collarbone and kissed my neck passionately. Soon I felt Sol begin to twitch inside me and I sped up my thrusts. As my cock plunged into Hannah, Sol stopped passively receiving the pleasures of my ass and plowed hard into me. I found it easier just to let each thrust push me hard into Hannah, and soon I spurted a load into her that left me feeling as if my balls were about to collapse. As the last spurt shot out of me, Sol groaned and I felt his hot spurts discharge into my bowels. He grabbed my hips and used my ass like a toy as he drained himself, and then he pulled out and collapsed onto the floor.
I collapsed next to Hannah and looked at her. She smiled at me and said, "Better than I had hoped. That was so good."
"It was.”
"You're only the second guy to take it up the ass with us. You wouldn't believe how hot that made me."
"So what do you usually do with your men then?"
"The usual. Circle sucks. Fuck'n'suck. Taking turns."
I went to clean up, and when I returned Sol got up to wash off and Hannah said, "Bedroom time."
She and I lay on the bed and I pulled her over me to 69, and soon Sol came in and watched. After a few minutes he was hard again and began poking at the lips of her cunt. I was semi-hard by this time and enjoyed her talented mouth even though I wasn't close to coming again, and soon her body was pushed down on me and her cunt shoved against my face as Sol began thrusting into her. She squealed and moaned and I licked the underside of his shaft as he fucked her vigorously. I was quickly fully hard and pulled away to watch them go at it. Hannah came quickly and pulled away herself, and I came up behind Sol and stroked his hard pillar of flesh. Hannah handed me the tube of lube and said, "Have at it."
He leaned over as I lubed us up and pushed inside him. I looked down to see Hannah begin to suck on him. I thrust hard and came within three minutes, and shortly before I felt his ass tighten up as he came in Hannah's mouth. We were all drained and spent the rest of the evening curled up together on the couch watching movies and went to bed together about midnight. Sol and I were able to summon one more load each in the morning as we lay in a circle sucking and being sucked, and for the next year we paired off, joined up for all-night threesomes, or brought in Sol's latest girlfriend for a foursome. However, Sol eventually found a tenure-track position in another state and they moved away.
Haven
- 02.04.2022
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