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 I have been fortunate in life to have had such varied experiences, sexual ones as well as normal ones. Yes I have sucked a cock before. It happened when my girlfriend at the time and I started to swing. One night, and as it happened, a New Year’s evening, we ended up in the company of another couple who were also swingers. We ended up toasting in the New Year with champagne. We were stark naked, we had already fucked each other’s partners senseless and had had a wonderful time sucking and licking our way to a New Year.

During the evening Terry had said that he was orally-bi. I remember my heart pumping faster than normal. Not because I was afraid, but because I wanted to try it out. I wanted to suck cock and feel what it was like. My current and past girlfriends had always said how much they enjoyed sucking a good cock. Terry had a nice cock, just like mine, bulbous and circumcised. It glowed almost red hot. I remember reaching out to touch it and I was shocked at the heat it pushed out into the room.

Somehow feeling your own cock doesn’t seem so hot. Perhaps it’s because your own hand is as hot as your cock. However, Terry’s cock was hot. I looked at him as I pumped it in my hand.

“You can suck it if you want,” he said, smiling at me, “but you don‘t have to!” he added.

I wanted. I wanted very much to suck it. I remember pulling his cock upright and then looking over at the girls kissing in a passionate embrace whilst they stood in the centre of the room feeling each other’s tits as they rotated around each other.

I didn’t wait for them to notice me. I dropped my head down onto Terry’s cock and I sucked it into my mouth. It was exquisite, horny and hot. His cock was boiling away in my mouth. The texture was silky and smooth.

Two words could be used to explain my emotions at the time, fucking wonderful.

I loved it. I sucked on him for ages but it wasn’t just my night it was the four of us and soon we were embroiled in a steamy foursome session that we thoroughly enjoyed.

I wanted to repeat the experience again, but never had the opportunity over the years that followed. Then my girlfriend and I split up several years later. It seemed it was game over.

Over the time we were together we met several couples who we nearly had sex with but never quite made it for one reason or another. Steve and Brigitte was one of those couples. We met in a pub for drinks one evening just to be social and meet each other. When we reached the cars, it wasn’t long before Brigitte had her hands in my trousers squeezing my cock. She was in her element. Steve had followed on behind us and my girlfriend was with him. I had a good grope of Brigitte’s tits under her one piece tunic. She had deliberately come out to play with no bra and probably no knickers either. I never got that far.

I knew that Steve had mentioned that he was orally bisexual and didn’t mind the touch of another bloke, but at the car park we never got to take that any further. After the quick feel of my cock, Brigitte and Steve had to leave because of babysitters.

We met with Steve and Brigitte about six months before we split up. It was a shame we never met them for some real fun.

Many years have passed since I saw Steve and Brigitte, since I felt her ample breasts and since she squeezed my cock and told me how nice it was. We had sent a few emails to each other over the two years after the split, but I eventually stopped sending emails, as you do over time.

Then I met my new wife. Not a swinger at all and definitely not bi-sexual. She is a one man woman to say the least.

But I had cravings. Lots of cravings. One of my main fantasies over the years had been: meeting with a bloke, and shafting him until he spurted all over my face. Yes, I wanted to be covered in some bloke’s cum. Not any bloke’s cum though. The two men that fuelled my fantasy was Terry and Steve.

I did try and find them on facebook but with no success.

Eight years after I first met Steve and Brigitte, I eventually dug out their email address from some saved messages from my old computer.

I looked at it and wondered. Then I shelved it, stored it away and forgot about it. A year later after countless fantasies about fucking with them, I dug it out again.

It was an old email address with little success of getting through to them. Even if it did they would surely not reply to me. Not after all this time.

I kept reinforcing the negative response. However, if I tried and failed then perhaps I could shelve the fantasy. It would not and could not happen.

I hesitated.

What if they did get the email, and they responded, what then? I was married and happily married at that. Happy that is until these fantasies invaded my head. When they did, I would wank furiously and pretend it was Steve’s cock that would spurt over me. I sometimes tried my best to make my own spunk crash over my face and body as my fantasy played through.

Weeks later and I dug the email address out again. I sent them an email. Polite at first and then at the end explaining my fantasy. I hoped they would never write back. I wanted to put the fantasy to rest without conflict.

It was a week or two and nothing arrived. Every day I checked and every day I breathed a sigh of relief along with a hint of disappointment. Then out of the blue I noticed an email from the both of them.

My first thoughts were wonder at what it contained, then dread at the thought of having to go through with it. Then came an injection of happiness and lust. I never thought they would reject me - and they didn’t.

The message read:

“Long time and the first we hear from you is a fantasy that had us fucking ourselves senseless for about three days solid.

To be honest we had intended not to reply, since it was a long time in the past but the more we both thought about it the hornier we became.

We are up for it all - if you are! Let us know

Brigitte and Steve”

I read and re-read the passage several times, sometimes leaving it and then coming back to it later. I must have left it for a few days before responding. When I did, my heart was pumping faster than ever. My hands were typing the words that my head was telling them to, yet my heart knew I was about to commit adultery with two people. I knew I was going through with it, I knew I wanted to suck Steve’s cock and I knew that Brigitte would be there and be joining in.

I knew what I was about to do, and I was jubilant at the thought, I was horny as fuck, and my heart was pounding like it was the very first date that I ever had.

The email was sent, I replied that I was definitely up for it. I suggested when and let them decide where. I knew that I would be travelling to their town and getting myself a place in the local hostelry.

A day later and Steve replied saying that he would meet me there and we could have a drink, then if I was still up for it, we could go back to their place.

The day couldn’t have come fast enough for me. Every time I thought about it my heart started pounding. I had made arrangements to stay for a weekend (Friday and Saturday nights) at the hotel in the town. The emails between us became raunchier and naughty especially between myself and Brigitte and I would often send through a few snippets documenting the fuck that we would all have. It must have turned her on, as I would always get a reply saying what an excellent fuck they had thinking about it all.

Finally, the day arrived. My wife was happy about me travelling to take some photos of the area for my portfolio. She wanted to come along, and I had a hell of a time trying to dissuade her from doing so. Eventually I was in the car. A quick kiss goodbye and I was driving North.

I felt guilty, very guilty. In the first five miles I wondered if I should just turn back, send them an 'I‘m sorry' email and forget the whole thing.

Then I thought of the emails we had exchanged, the naughtiness, the lustfulness, I then imagined the scene before me as we all met for the first time in ages. I remembered the time before when she matter-of-factly, stuffed her hand down my trousers to hold my cock. I felt my own cock respond at the thought of that.

I was still travelling North, and fifteen miles later, I just imagined fucking the both of them relentlessly. At one point I was sucking on Steve’s cock and the next I was being encouraged to fuck my cock into Brigitte’s cunt as she lay on the sofa with her legs hiked in the air. All the time she would be playing with her pussy and crying out to me to fuck her.

I kept travelling North, but now, with a smile on my face. In my mind they were both going to get the fuck of a lifetime.

I arrived about four in the afternoon and checked into the hotel. I lay on the bed and phoned Brigitte. Steve answered the phone and we chatted for a few minutes. It transpired that he would be over about seven for a drink or two. He still seemed unsure as to whether I was up for it. I decided to have a quick meal at about six and wait for him to arrive.

At seven fifteen, a man I recognised walked into the bar of the Lion Pub. He was just as I had seen him ages ago, not much had changed. A little more weight perhaps, but I reckon we had all put some weight on. I raised my hand and got up from the corner booth that I had commandeered. Steve bounded over and I offered him a pint.

“Hiya,” I said, “nice to see you after all this time.” It was the obvious opening line.

“Yes, it is,” he replied. “Is Brigitte not with you?” I asked.

“No, she decided to stay at home,” he replied. I nodded, I was going to have to wait to see her 38FF breasts dangling in their full glory.

We chatted for a while at the bar and on the way back to the secluded corner booth. As we sat Steve just came out with it.

“It seems ages ago that we were so close to making a foursome with you and Lesley,” he started, “how come you have contacted us now, when you‘re married and your wife doesn‘t know?”

It was a straight question.

“I know it seems strange,” I replied, “but I always wanted to get together with the both of you. Things just happened and when Lesley and I split up…well it just felt impossible to make it happen. Then all these thoughts crept into my head over the years and I thought fuck it, why not email you and see if you‘re still around!”

It was the truth and from the heart.

“I know what I am doing Steve, it would be brilliant - I just know it!” I continued. He just nodded.

“Are you absolutely sure about this?” he asked, “Because if Brigitte gets into this there is no stopping her, you don‘t know her like I do,” he replied.

“I‘m sure!” I replied.

He took a large sip of his pint. As he did so, my hand travelled under the table and cupped his cock and balls. I squeezed gently on them as I looked him ion the eye.

“Besides, I need plenty of cum all over my face - I‘ve been waiting for this for fucking ages.” I smiled.

He quickly looked around the room but there was no-one around close enough to have heard our conversation and the booth we were in was rather secluded.

“Since we met you I have only had one other bi-experience,” he started, “it was at a party in one of the swinger clubs that we go to. It was brief but nice. It was one of the things that made us horny. Especially reading the story that you sent us.”

I nodded at him, “I was hoping that would work,” I replied.

“I‘m actually quite horny just sitting here,” he said at last, after staring into his drink for a few seconds.

“So, what‘s the plan,” I said.

“Well the plan was for me to find out if you wanted to go through with it, phone Brigitte and tell her that we are either on our way home or I am on my way home.”

“So what's it to be,” I said, my heart had again started to pound in my chest.

“Well I reckon we should finish the pint, make it last, then drive home together,” he said.

A broad grin crossed my face. I was beaming with pleasure, my heart thumping at the words “then drive home together…”

We chatted for a while drinking our pints in between casual conversation. I eventually leant over Steve and whispered in his ear.

“Fancy a quick wank in the loo‘s.”

He looked at me, smiled and got up to head to the loo. I followed him.

We were lucky the gent’s was empty. He stood at one of the urinals and pulled his cock out. I stood behind him and grasped his cock in my hand. I was breathing heavily, I engulfed it as much as I could, it was much thicker than mine. I moved to his side and started to pull on it. I watched his face, looked into his eyes as I wanked his cock. It was getting harder and harder. It was growing, not much, but it was growing in my hand.

“I suppose you want me to suck it now,” I questioned.

“Hmmm, that would be nice,” he replied.

“Gonna have to wait for that,” I replied.

“You bastard,” he said. With that I stopped wanking him and moved to the washbasins, just in time as it happened. As I moved another guy walked into the loo. I smiled and giggled as I imagined Steve trying to stuff his building erection into his pants while at the same time trying to minimise the attention of the guy that had just walked in.

I walked out, smiling to myself.

Steve eventually caught up with me and our pints. We laughed it off, but he thought the guy was looking at him a little strange afterwards.

“Come on,“ said Steve, “Let‘s go, Brigitte will be wondering where we are by now.”

It was eight o’clock when we left the pub. We both jumped into Steve’s car and we were off to meet Brigitte. We had not got out of the car park when Steve’s mobile rang.

He looked at it.

“It‘s Brigitte,” he said, “why don’t you answer it and entertain her!” he exclaimed.

“Steve’s phone,” I said as I picked it up and pushed the button, “this is Dave speaking…” I waited for the response.

She asked if I was coming home.

“Yes, I am,” I replied, “and what‘s more I have your husbands cock in my hands while he’s driving…he is such a horny bastard isn‘t he,” I suggested,

She was a bit dumbstruck at that but she recovered quickly to suggest to me what I should do with him, how I should put the phone down and suck him off in the car, and that I shouldn’t bring him home until he’s cum all down my throat.

“Why is that,” I replied.

She then said that she could have me all to herself when we got there.

“I hope you‘re suitably dressed,” I questioned her.

She said that she would be by the time we walked through the front door, and she also added how wet she would be playing with herself until we arrived.

“I‘m looking forward to it,” I replied, “but just so that you know,” I continued, “Steve gets his rocks off on my face first. We are going to strip naked as soon as we get through that door…OK!”

All she said was, fucking great, then the phone went dead.

It wasn’t long until we pulled up outside their front door. We were true to our words. Brigitte opened the door rather coyly. She was hiding behind it. As we entered, the sight took my breath away.

All she had on was a g-string, stockings and a suspender belt. Though why she bothered with the g-string was beyond me, it covered absolutely nothing. Her tits swung free as she closed the door behind us.

We kissed each other. It was a lingering French kiss with our tongues mixing in mid-air. My hands reached for her tits as I stroked them in earnest.

“This has got to wait…sorry!” I exclaimed.

We entered the lounge and started to strip off. I was more than keen to get my kit off and Steve was beating me to it. He quickly got on the sofa and open his legs.

Brigitte moved into the chair opposite, sat on it and hiked one of her legs over the arm. I watched as her hand delved between her legs and onto her pussy.

“Come on Dave, suck this cock!” declared Steve as he held it out to my gaze.

My own cock was swinging free. As soon as we came through the door this had been exactly what I wanted. The horniness of the situation with three naked people eager for a fuck and licking was exactly what I had craved.

I looked across at Brigitte, then sank to my knees and gathered up Steve’s cock in my hands. I looked at it. I revelled in its girth and by now its length. It was superb. It was the second cock in my life and I was going to have all of this one.

My hand cupped his balls. I loved their weight. I looked on them, knowing that their contents would soon be all over my face. Fuck, I couldn’t wait for it.

“Can‘t wait to feel that spunk over my face…” I said to Steve.

“It won’t be fucking long, don’t you worry, Dave!” he said as he put his hand on the top of my head.

I lowered my head and licked at his cock. The wonderful knob head was glistening. It was fantastic. It was hot, the blood pumping through it. It was hard, and I mean fucking hard. It was shiny and velvety as I savoured the textures of his cock. My mouth finally sinking down over it as I pushed my throat down.

I wanted him to spunk immediately. I didn’t want to wait any longer. I just wanted his seed to flood into me. I squeezed his balls as I sucked on him. I did my best impersonation of a slutty cock-sucker. I hope I did it well.

My other hand squeezed his cock at the base. I wanked him a little as I sucked on the top of his cock. I took just the top of it in my mouth and sucked on it as I pumped the rest with my fist. I looked up at him.

“Cover my fucking face…” I urged him, as I wanked his cock with long fisting strokes.

“Come on you fucker…cover my fucking face!”

I heard Brigitte behind me utter a sultry cry of, “Oh! Fuck…” as she watched the events unfold before her.

I sucked down on Steve’s cock and moved my head up and down his cock as my hand came up to meet my mouth. My other hand was caressing his balls, squeezing them together and playing with them as if they were worry beads. I sucked on his cock harder. I moved a little faster. I could hear Steve breathing heavier than he was earlier.

“Fucking come over his face Steve…I fucking need his cock in here!” Brigitte cried out.

I never bothered to look up but I guess she had her fingers up her cunt and was thrusting them in and out in unison to my cock sucking. She had certainly displayed herself wide open when she sat on the chair in the first place.

“Spunk over him Steve…Empty your balls over his face…” she urged.

I love that phrase, “Empty your balls,” it has always been one of my favourites,

I sucked his cock in and out of my mouth as I pumped it with my hand. I loved every moment of it. It was what I needed and what I came here to do. The words that filled the room were more than an added bonus. The thought of Brigitte across the room pumping her fingers into her pussy and watching me suck her husband’s cock was more than I had ever dreamt. But the words - the urgent words were fucking wonderful to hear. They spurred me on, not that I needed that much.

After sucking and wanking his cock my desperation for spunk was slowly starting to show.

“Such a lovely cock to suck…” I said to Steve in between sucking and pumping his cock with my hand.

“Empty it Steve, come on, do what Brigitte said, empty your balls all over me…I want it so much…I want to feel your spunk hit me all over my face and slide to the back of my throat,” I urged him on, needing him to cum and cum fast.

I grasped his cock a little harder and I wanked him hard. My mouth rested on his knob and I licked and let it play between my lips. I was grunting. With every thrust of my hand I was grunting. Fuck how I wanted it.

As I pulled off his cock to give him more encouragement, I felt his spunk shoot from the end of it into my face and over the top of my head. It arched through the air and came crashing down on my forehead.

I heard Brigitte scream with enjoyment, a flurry of abusive and wonderful words slipped from her mouth to fill the room.

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Craving You in the Night II

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Forrest Part 2 Chapter 3

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The Empire Book 3Chapter 14 Cockroaches

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 12

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Tim and Abbie 64 Followed by a visit to Wilde Peacock

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess8e18 Sylvia Distin 55 from Chelmsford

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A WellLived Life Book 6 Kara IChapter 9 A Trip to Milford Part I

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 13

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 01

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Earths CoreChapter 36 Formations

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The Bradford Family Saga Part 1

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CynthiaChapter 15 Bradford

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Adventures of a Greenie Off Planet Vol 2Chapter 27 Forbidden Forrest

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