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Back when I was at collage, I used to hang around with a guy named Stephen. Now Stephen was gay and in the closet. I know he was gay because I was in my experimental years and we frequently sucked each other off. I’m not embarrassed about it. I was sixteen or s*******n and ridiculously horny all the time. So, pretty much the same as I am now. The only difference back then, was that I had zero confidence around girls and Stephen’s gay mouth was my only sexual vent, other than jerking off.
Despite his quite obvious gayness, somehow, the still in-the-closet Stephen still somehow seemed to score with the ladies. Now one of these girls was a smoking hot, ebony goddess named Beverly. Seriously gorgeous slender figure. Nice, pert ass and perfectly sized titties with cute little nips! What more could any straight (or even bi) guy ask for? How the fuck she ended up with Stephen, I’ll never know. Heh, actually, as an afterthought, just prior to this story taking place, I happened to mention to Beverly that I had been wanting to ask her out myself, but let Stephen take the lead on her, as he was still desperately trying to prove to the rest of the world that he wasn’t queer. Beverly almost slapped me upon hearing this, saying that she would much rather have gone out with me instead of him! I kinda found out why later… back to the story.
On one day during the collage holidays, Stephen texted me to say he was going to pop round for a visit. I figured that would be fun. We had always gotten along and, the stupid cow I was seeing at the time (hadn’t made the mistake of marrying her yet) was out at work so we could talk without interruption. He turned up little more than fifteen minutes later and when I went to let him in, I was pleasantly surprised to see Beverly with him. The pair had been dating for about a month at that point although, I always got the impression that he was just her gay friend, that all women seem to like having. I invited them both in and took them up to my room.
We had a pretty good time. Talking about collage, that all three of us went to, and the laughs we had had there. Stephen and Beverly were sat on my bed and I was stood up, trying to discreetly tidy the room a little. Before long though, conversation seemed to dry up. Quiet descended on the room for a minute or two and then Stephen, never the most subtle person loudly stated;
“I’m bored! What shall we do?”
Now, I’m well-known to be a little perverted and, those who know me well, know to expect me to say something sexual whenever I get the opportunity and, they know to just laugh at it and move on. So when I responded with , “How about a three-some?” That was what I had expected.
I braced myself for having a pillow thrown at me but, none came. I watched as Stephen turned to Beverley.
“You up for that?” He asked. She looked at Stephen, then at me, then at Stephen again before smiling.
“”Sure, ok!” She said, patting the bed next to her for me to sit next to her, sandwiching her between me and Stephen. I did as instructed and watched as they began to make out with each other. Their kissing was quite heavy and I could feel my heart begin to beat faster with anticipation. I watched as Beverly began to stroke Stephen’s leg, moving her hand higher and higher until she found his cock through the thin fabric of his tracksuit pants. She began to rub it a little and just as I was about to start watching, I felt her other hand on my own crotch.
Her hand felt really good, even through my jeans. I gasped at her touch, my head buzzing and I felt that this must be a dream. It wasn’t, thankfully and she turned to kiss me. I looked at Stephen one last time before she could, my eyes silently verifying that it was cool to make out with his girlfriend. The slightest hint of a nod from him was all I needed. A heartbeat later, me and Beverley were trading tongues. Her kissing was as good as her finger-work. Her tongue deft and agile as it teased my own tongue relentlessly. Almost professionally, she had my pants open and my cock sprung out, hard and read for action. She barely looked at her boyfriend as her dark, chocolate fingers wrapped around my shaft and began to caress it. Her fingers felt so smooth and soft and a moment later, they were joined by the warm, moistness of her mouth.
Now I have to say, I’ve had a few blowjobs in my life. My current girlfriend’s oral skills are fucking amazing but, Beverley was nigh on perfect. Everything, from the feel of those thick, dark lips as they wrapped around me with just the right combination of firmness and softness, to the long, deep sucks, the exquisite tongue-work, to the look of pure joy on her face made me feel like I could explode right there and then. Never before have I been glad when someone stopped sucking me off! I didn’t want her to, of course. But If she had continued, I would have finished and that would have been that. I knew that more would follow and, I was content with the feel of her hand still holding me as she turned to suck Stephen’s dick.
I watched quite closely as she did unto him, what she had just done unto me. It was so exciting and arousing to watch but, after a few minutes of her amazing oral-work, Stephen’s dick remained soft and limp. Oh dear… I felt bad for the guy but, I guess that’s what happens when you are gay and you have a girl sucking you off! She looked at him with a frown and he just kind of shrugged.
“Oh well, I guess that is that. We should just stop now.” He said. Although he laughed when he said it, he was serious. My heart sank. I seriously did not want this to end.
“I don’t think so.” Beverley said back. My heart began to soar again. I looked up and she was giving him that look that said ‘You will listen to me and you will do as I say, or else!’. “I’ve just gotten excited and I really need this. So you can just deal with it!”
My eyes opened wide when she turned her back on him and began to kiss me again. I felt a little bad that she was just going to have me right in front of him but, as she pushed me onto my back, I caught a glimpse of him, sat on the end of the bed, furiously beating his meat, desperate to get hard and join in and, failing miserably. I don’t know why but, that turned me on incredibly. I was going to fuck his girl and give her what he obviously couldn’t!
“This always happens.” She whispered to me, quite loudly, between kisses. “He can never get it up and I always have to deal with myself some other way.”
She winked at me as she heavily emphasised the word “other” and I realised that this was likely not the first time Stephen had either watched, or at least known that his girlfriend was fucking other guys. That thought turned me on even more and I wrapped my arms around Beverley, pulling her on top of me, kissing her deeper. She reciprocated more than willingly and I felt her hands on my chest.
It was then, that I felt hands elsewhere too! Something grasped my dick and began to jerk it slowly. It wasn’t Beverley, because I could see her hands, one on my chest, the other on my face! I glanced down to see Stephen, man-handling my dick before licking it a few times. It then went into his mouth! Now this was not the first time it had been in there but, we had always kept it secret. Or at least, I thought we had! Beverley had also noticed what he was doing but she didn’t seem too bothered.
“Don’t worry,” She whispered to me. “I know what you guys have done. Besides, he may as well do something useful and keep you warmed up for me!”
Now my heart was racing. I really didn’t need any help to keep my motor running but, having Bev kissing me while someone I didn’t have to look at fluffed my cock, was certainly a good feeling. She couldn’t keep her hands off my dick though and even while Stephen, who actually looked quite happy doing what he was doing, sucked and licked me, she still kept reaching down for a little stroke. I must say, her hands felt far, far better than his mouth.
My own hands weren’t idle though. I had been playing with her plump and firm ass cheeks for a while but I was needing something more now. I flipped Bev over onto her back and she gave an excited yelp as she allowed me to. She grinned wide.
“Finally, a guy that takes charge!” She laughed. “A real man at last, not just some faggot!”
She moaned just at the prospect and I glanced at Stephen. He had remained uncharacteristically silent throughout this. It seemed he knew his place and was content to remain there. I lay at the side of her and began to caress her gorgeous breasts. They felt smooth as glass. But warm and firm and she gave excited moans and whimpers as I squeezed them and tweaked her nipples. My hands slid down her slender stomach to her pussy and as I began to slide a finger between her moist lips, she gave a long, loud gasp.
Stephen had dutifully moved his own position to continue stroking my dick. I glanced to him and notice that while he had been servicing me, he had finally become aroused yet, he had made no move to use it on Bev. He must like being cuckolded in this manner! I guess that was because it gave him what he really craved. Cock. Meanwhile, I was rubbing Beverley’s smooth, hairless pussy harder and faster and she, was moaning like a high-class whore. That sound was driving me wild.
“Tell me what you want.” I breathed.
“I want to be fucked…” She gasped. “I need cock in me!”
“Stephen’s hard now…” I smirked. “Do you want you boyfriend in you?”
She looked at me and frowned. “I want a real man in me. Not some queer.”
I chuckled and rolled on top of her. I didn’t need to nudge her legs open though as she was very eager to spread them herself! She raised her knees once I was between them and my cock slid into her with an ease that made me feel that that was where it was destined to go. Again, Stephen repositioned himself behind me, sucking my balls and licking my ass while I made myself comfortable. I looked back at him.
“You may be in the way a bit there mate.” I said. Beverley looked down at him and glared.
“Fucking move you fag!” She scowled, and kicked him from the bed.
He didn’t respond, but knelt at the side of the bed, watching us intently as I began to thrust into his girl. Her pussy was like a slice of heaven! She was very wet and warm and I could feel her contracting her muscles, massaging my dick inside of her. I fucked her pussy hard. I didn’t think I would last long and, at that moment, I didn’t really care.
I got up onto my knees and pulled her by her legs, so that she was closer to me and began fucking her again. From this position, I could see her tits bouncing. She dragged me down again though after a minute or two as she began to tense. She looked right into my eyes with an intensity that quite frankly, shocked me.
“Mmm… fuck yes, do it. Give it to me!” She moaned, then looked at her boyfriend. “This is how it’s done, you shitty little queer! Fuck… yet again, you’re gonna see me cum and it’s not because of you! You will never make me cum you limp-dicked faggot!”
Her tirade of abuse only served to make me fuck her harder and, it was not long before she came, heavily. I slowed to a stop as she gasped and panted, thanking me over and over for giving her what she needed so badly. She then asked me if I still needed to cum. I nodded eagerly. She said I couldn’t do it in her as I was doing it bareback, which I understood. She had a plan though and made me stand up. She stood next to me and began to kiss me deeply. I fondled her tits while she jerked my dick. Stephen knew what to do at this point, and positioned himself in front of me, kneeling with his mouth open.
“Not yet, fuck-wit!” She scowled at him, kicking him away again. He lay on the floor looking disappointed and dejected. She kissed me again and then got to her own knees, waving at Stephen to come and sit by her. Her lips once again enveloped my dick and she used them to pump up and down my shaft vigorously. I’m not ashamed to say that I came in less than a minute. My dick ejaculated hard, emptying my very full balls deep into her mouth.
She slowed her pumping, making certain that every drop was out of me. Then, she quite roughly, grabbed Stephens face and yanked his mouth open. Then, she leaned in and dribbled the jizz from her own mouth into his before clamping his mouth shut and forcing him to swallow. I collapsed to the bed feeling pretty satisfied and a little shell-shocked at what had just happened. I realised I would have to say, or do something now, to bring this event to an end without making it awkward but thankfully, that stupid bitch I was seeing, made life easier for me, for the first and probably only time ever.
My phone started to ring. It was her. She told me she had finished work and she was on her way to mine and that she would be there in ten minutes. I put the phone down and relayed the message. Thankfully, both Bev and Stephen knew what to this meant and they quickly dressed. We went downstairs and I let them out. Thankfully, She wasn’t in sight yet. Stephen left first after giving me a hug and acting like this had just been a normal visit. Then Bev did the same, only she also kissed me again and promised me she would be back for a repeat performance.
They both got away before the bitch returned. But, did Beverley keep her promise? Haha, oh yes! But that’s a story for another time!
Despite his quite obvious gayness, somehow, the still in-the-closet Stephen still somehow seemed to score with the ladies. Now one of these girls was a smoking hot, ebony goddess named Beverly. Seriously gorgeous slender figure. Nice, pert ass and perfectly sized titties with cute little nips! What more could any straight (or even bi) guy ask for? How the fuck she ended up with Stephen, I’ll never know. Heh, actually, as an afterthought, just prior to this story taking place, I happened to mention to Beverly that I had been wanting to ask her out myself, but let Stephen take the lead on her, as he was still desperately trying to prove to the rest of the world that he wasn’t queer. Beverly almost slapped me upon hearing this, saying that she would much rather have gone out with me instead of him! I kinda found out why later… back to the story.
On one day during the collage holidays, Stephen texted me to say he was going to pop round for a visit. I figured that would be fun. We had always gotten along and, the stupid cow I was seeing at the time (hadn’t made the mistake of marrying her yet) was out at work so we could talk without interruption. He turned up little more than fifteen minutes later and when I went to let him in, I was pleasantly surprised to see Beverly with him. The pair had been dating for about a month at that point although, I always got the impression that he was just her gay friend, that all women seem to like having. I invited them both in and took them up to my room.
We had a pretty good time. Talking about collage, that all three of us went to, and the laughs we had had there. Stephen and Beverly were sat on my bed and I was stood up, trying to discreetly tidy the room a little. Before long though, conversation seemed to dry up. Quiet descended on the room for a minute or two and then Stephen, never the most subtle person loudly stated;
“I’m bored! What shall we do?”
Now, I’m well-known to be a little perverted and, those who know me well, know to expect me to say something sexual whenever I get the opportunity and, they know to just laugh at it and move on. So when I responded with , “How about a three-some?” That was what I had expected.
I braced myself for having a pillow thrown at me but, none came. I watched as Stephen turned to Beverley.
“You up for that?” He asked. She looked at Stephen, then at me, then at Stephen again before smiling.
“”Sure, ok!” She said, patting the bed next to her for me to sit next to her, sandwiching her between me and Stephen. I did as instructed and watched as they began to make out with each other. Their kissing was quite heavy and I could feel my heart begin to beat faster with anticipation. I watched as Beverly began to stroke Stephen’s leg, moving her hand higher and higher until she found his cock through the thin fabric of his tracksuit pants. She began to rub it a little and just as I was about to start watching, I felt her other hand on my own crotch.
Her hand felt really good, even through my jeans. I gasped at her touch, my head buzzing and I felt that this must be a dream. It wasn’t, thankfully and she turned to kiss me. I looked at Stephen one last time before she could, my eyes silently verifying that it was cool to make out with his girlfriend. The slightest hint of a nod from him was all I needed. A heartbeat later, me and Beverley were trading tongues. Her kissing was as good as her finger-work. Her tongue deft and agile as it teased my own tongue relentlessly. Almost professionally, she had my pants open and my cock sprung out, hard and read for action. She barely looked at her boyfriend as her dark, chocolate fingers wrapped around my shaft and began to caress it. Her fingers felt so smooth and soft and a moment later, they were joined by the warm, moistness of her mouth.
Now I have to say, I’ve had a few blowjobs in my life. My current girlfriend’s oral skills are fucking amazing but, Beverley was nigh on perfect. Everything, from the feel of those thick, dark lips as they wrapped around me with just the right combination of firmness and softness, to the long, deep sucks, the exquisite tongue-work, to the look of pure joy on her face made me feel like I could explode right there and then. Never before have I been glad when someone stopped sucking me off! I didn’t want her to, of course. But If she had continued, I would have finished and that would have been that. I knew that more would follow and, I was content with the feel of her hand still holding me as she turned to suck Stephen’s dick.
I watched quite closely as she did unto him, what she had just done unto me. It was so exciting and arousing to watch but, after a few minutes of her amazing oral-work, Stephen’s dick remained soft and limp. Oh dear… I felt bad for the guy but, I guess that’s what happens when you are gay and you have a girl sucking you off! She looked at him with a frown and he just kind of shrugged.
“Oh well, I guess that is that. We should just stop now.” He said. Although he laughed when he said it, he was serious. My heart sank. I seriously did not want this to end.
“I don’t think so.” Beverley said back. My heart began to soar again. I looked up and she was giving him that look that said ‘You will listen to me and you will do as I say, or else!’. “I’ve just gotten excited and I really need this. So you can just deal with it!”
My eyes opened wide when she turned her back on him and began to kiss me again. I felt a little bad that she was just going to have me right in front of him but, as she pushed me onto my back, I caught a glimpse of him, sat on the end of the bed, furiously beating his meat, desperate to get hard and join in and, failing miserably. I don’t know why but, that turned me on incredibly. I was going to fuck his girl and give her what he obviously couldn’t!
“This always happens.” She whispered to me, quite loudly, between kisses. “He can never get it up and I always have to deal with myself some other way.”
She winked at me as she heavily emphasised the word “other” and I realised that this was likely not the first time Stephen had either watched, or at least known that his girlfriend was fucking other guys. That thought turned me on even more and I wrapped my arms around Beverley, pulling her on top of me, kissing her deeper. She reciprocated more than willingly and I felt her hands on my chest.
It was then, that I felt hands elsewhere too! Something grasped my dick and began to jerk it slowly. It wasn’t Beverley, because I could see her hands, one on my chest, the other on my face! I glanced down to see Stephen, man-handling my dick before licking it a few times. It then went into his mouth! Now this was not the first time it had been in there but, we had always kept it secret. Or at least, I thought we had! Beverley had also noticed what he was doing but she didn’t seem too bothered.
“Don’t worry,” She whispered to me. “I know what you guys have done. Besides, he may as well do something useful and keep you warmed up for me!”
Now my heart was racing. I really didn’t need any help to keep my motor running but, having Bev kissing me while someone I didn’t have to look at fluffed my cock, was certainly a good feeling. She couldn’t keep her hands off my dick though and even while Stephen, who actually looked quite happy doing what he was doing, sucked and licked me, she still kept reaching down for a little stroke. I must say, her hands felt far, far better than his mouth.
My own hands weren’t idle though. I had been playing with her plump and firm ass cheeks for a while but I was needing something more now. I flipped Bev over onto her back and she gave an excited yelp as she allowed me to. She grinned wide.
“Finally, a guy that takes charge!” She laughed. “A real man at last, not just some faggot!”
She moaned just at the prospect and I glanced at Stephen. He had remained uncharacteristically silent throughout this. It seemed he knew his place and was content to remain there. I lay at the side of her and began to caress her gorgeous breasts. They felt smooth as glass. But warm and firm and she gave excited moans and whimpers as I squeezed them and tweaked her nipples. My hands slid down her slender stomach to her pussy and as I began to slide a finger between her moist lips, she gave a long, loud gasp.
Stephen had dutifully moved his own position to continue stroking my dick. I glanced to him and notice that while he had been servicing me, he had finally become aroused yet, he had made no move to use it on Bev. He must like being cuckolded in this manner! I guess that was because it gave him what he really craved. Cock. Meanwhile, I was rubbing Beverley’s smooth, hairless pussy harder and faster and she, was moaning like a high-class whore. That sound was driving me wild.
“Tell me what you want.” I breathed.
“I want to be fucked…” She gasped. “I need cock in me!”
“Stephen’s hard now…” I smirked. “Do you want you boyfriend in you?”
She looked at me and frowned. “I want a real man in me. Not some queer.”
I chuckled and rolled on top of her. I didn’t need to nudge her legs open though as she was very eager to spread them herself! She raised her knees once I was between them and my cock slid into her with an ease that made me feel that that was where it was destined to go. Again, Stephen repositioned himself behind me, sucking my balls and licking my ass while I made myself comfortable. I looked back at him.
“You may be in the way a bit there mate.” I said. Beverley looked down at him and glared.
“Fucking move you fag!” She scowled, and kicked him from the bed.
He didn’t respond, but knelt at the side of the bed, watching us intently as I began to thrust into his girl. Her pussy was like a slice of heaven! She was very wet and warm and I could feel her contracting her muscles, massaging my dick inside of her. I fucked her pussy hard. I didn’t think I would last long and, at that moment, I didn’t really care.
I got up onto my knees and pulled her by her legs, so that she was closer to me and began fucking her again. From this position, I could see her tits bouncing. She dragged me down again though after a minute or two as she began to tense. She looked right into my eyes with an intensity that quite frankly, shocked me.
“Mmm… fuck yes, do it. Give it to me!” She moaned, then looked at her boyfriend. “This is how it’s done, you shitty little queer! Fuck… yet again, you’re gonna see me cum and it’s not because of you! You will never make me cum you limp-dicked faggot!”
Her tirade of abuse only served to make me fuck her harder and, it was not long before she came, heavily. I slowed to a stop as she gasped and panted, thanking me over and over for giving her what she needed so badly. She then asked me if I still needed to cum. I nodded eagerly. She said I couldn’t do it in her as I was doing it bareback, which I understood. She had a plan though and made me stand up. She stood next to me and began to kiss me deeply. I fondled her tits while she jerked my dick. Stephen knew what to do at this point, and positioned himself in front of me, kneeling with his mouth open.
“Not yet, fuck-wit!” She scowled at him, kicking him away again. He lay on the floor looking disappointed and dejected. She kissed me again and then got to her own knees, waving at Stephen to come and sit by her. Her lips once again enveloped my dick and she used them to pump up and down my shaft vigorously. I’m not ashamed to say that I came in less than a minute. My dick ejaculated hard, emptying my very full balls deep into her mouth.
She slowed her pumping, making certain that every drop was out of me. Then, she quite roughly, grabbed Stephens face and yanked his mouth open. Then, she leaned in and dribbled the jizz from her own mouth into his before clamping his mouth shut and forcing him to swallow. I collapsed to the bed feeling pretty satisfied and a little shell-shocked at what had just happened. I realised I would have to say, or do something now, to bring this event to an end without making it awkward but thankfully, that stupid bitch I was seeing, made life easier for me, for the first and probably only time ever.
My phone started to ring. It was her. She told me she had finished work and she was on her way to mine and that she would be there in ten minutes. I put the phone down and relayed the message. Thankfully, both Bev and Stephen knew what to this meant and they quickly dressed. We went downstairs and I let them out. Thankfully, She wasn’t in sight yet. Stephen left first after giving me a hug and acting like this had just been a normal visit. Then Bev did the same, only she also kissed me again and promised me she would be back for a repeat performance.
They both got away before the bitch returned. But, did Beverley keep her promise? Haha, oh yes! But that’s a story for another time!
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