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We both stared at his cock in awe. This was the erection of youth, iron hard and standing vertically from his groin. Connie smiled and reached out and touched it with her fingertips. It twitched as she touched the sensitive head. This was hers and she knew she was going to enjoy it.
I suppose the story is an all too familiar one. We had been married a long time, and while we still loved each other the physical side of our life had diminished. My once active libido had slowed to almost non-existence, but at least on the rare occasions I fancied sex Connie was always up for it. In fact she wanted it a lot more often than I did and was disappointed that I couldn’t, as try as much as she could I would rarely get hard. We had been through all the usual solutions, porn, role play, toys and even pills but they no longer worked for me.
I suppose we both knew the final solution but were afraid to mention it. Eventually I broached the subject to make it easier for her, but knowing it was not going to be easy for me. I asked her if she would like to get a fuck-buddy, someone who she could meet occasionally for sex to satisfy her needs. But what about you, she asked, won’t it be painful for you to know someone else is having me? I agreed, but it was about the only solution for her to get the satisfaction that she wanted that I could not provide. We talked over the idea and what would be best; should we meet another couple so we could both enjoy it, but I thought I would only fail there too, but would she prefer another woman that would at least mean she wasn’t getting fucked by a stranger but could still have a lot of fun. She thought about that for a minute but finally decided that, while it may be a lot of fun (she had never been with another woman before) it was a good old-fashioned fuck that she wanted. After talking about it for quite a while we finally decided she would try it once to see how we both felt about her doing it. That decided it just needed to find a suitable man, and whether or not she should do it away without me knowing. I was not happy with that as it was much too risky meeting a total stranger on her own where anything might happen, so we agreed it would be in our house and I would be in another room in case she needed me.
It sounded easy to just go on the internet to find a suitable man but in fact it wasn’t. We tried a few web sites but in the main all the single men who responded, and there were hundreds, all ruled themselves out pretty much straight away. There are a lot of strange guys out there and many of the responses we got were quite unpleasant. And any person whose first response was a picture of his cock got crossed off as we wanted someone who might be more than a fuck with whom Connie could feel comfortable and could converse sensibly. We had decided that personality was the most important factor and cock size less so, After a month or so of advertising we had narrowed down the list to just half a dozen possibles with whom we chatted online to try and get to know them. One or two dropped away as they weren’t interested in chatting, they just wanted to meet, but we were being more careful than that. Some of them were really quite a long way away and so we decided there was little future in that if after the first meet it might turn into a regular thing. We were down to two, one was almost ruled out as being much younger, in his twenties, though he was in fact the most intelligent and pleasant to chat with, but the other, an older guy, was going away on business and would be away for a while.
Eventually we decided on the younger man, reasoning that if the situation turned out to be OK for Connie & me we were not committed to the first guy but could look for someone else if we wanted to repeat it on a relatively regular basis. So we chose John who had described himself as in his twenties, clean shaven, quite tall and with dark hair. He said he was ‘about average’ cock size, circumcised and was able to cum more than once in a session which was an added bonus that we had not considered. Strangely, without being elusive, he had not said anything about why he was single and we didn’t press the issue, though we did find out later. We suggested to John that we set up an initial meeting at a nearby country pub to which he agreed. We had no trouble finding each other as we had exchanged photos dressed and almost naked but John had never sent us a picture of his cock which is one of the reasons we had liked him, and similarly, we had only sent him pictures of Connie in a swim suit, never naked, and he agreed that was one of the reasons he had liked us. He was at the pub before us and we saw him straight away at a table on his own, and Connie looked at me and said he really looked very young and as we had wanted someone more mature she was beginning to get cold feet. We sat down with him and I got us some drinks and we began chatting like old friends as we had exchanged lots of emails and knew quite a lot about each other. Time rather flew by and we were getting on well so we ordered more drinks and food from the bar and nattered on into the evening.
Our intention had been to meet John to see what he was like but nothing more on the first meeting. I went to the bar to pay for our meal and when I got back to the table Connie said that John had agreed to come back with us for a coffee before going home. I was a bit surprised by this but as it was already agreed there was not much I could do, so we drove home and John followed us. We got home and Connie made coffee and I poured a couple of drinks for her and myself but John declined as he had to drive home. Connie and I settled on the sofa and John in a chair near Connie, and what with the drinks she had had and the fact that there was no-one to overhear us Connie asked John how he felt about us now we had met, and he said he was very pleased that we were such pleasant people and was quite happy to continue. We had explained about our ‘situation’ early on so he knew what it was all about and the conversation between him and Connie turned to sex and what they each liked to do and have done to them.
John was surreptitiously trying to adjust his pants as the conversation got hotter and I could see Connie was fidgeting on the sofa and I guessed that she was also getting randy as the evening wore on, being so close to this guy who we had found to fuck her and hearing from him what he would like to do to her. Eventually she told John to come over to her which he did and stood in front of her as she sat on the settee. She reached for his belt buckle and started to fumble with the waistband of his trousers, but as he went to help her she pushed his hands away as this was her present and she was going to unwrap it. Finally she got his trousers undone and pushed them down to the floor revealing his boxer shorts which had an ominous bulge in them so holding the waistband she lifted it over the obstruction and as she pulled his shorts down his erect cock sprang out.
We both stared at his cock in awe. This was the erection of youth, iron hard and standing vertically from his groin. Connie smiled and reached out and touched it with her fingertips. It twitched as she touched the sensitive head. This was hers and she knew she was going to enjoy it. She trailed her fingers down its length until she reached his balls hanging in their sack and she slipped her hand under them and lifted them to feel their weight. John had been very honest when he had said he was about average as his erect cock was a good seven inches or more, circumcised. His cock was at her eye level and she stared at its beauty. The head was pale pink and sort of pointy to the slit at the end. With no foreskin the shaft was smooth and taut with veins under the surface and she trailed her fingers along its length, feeling the iron hardness of it. At the base was a halo of coarse pubic hair which spread down and over his ball sack. His balls were big and round, their shape obvious in the thin skin of the scrotum, and she squeezed them gently, feeling them slide around in her hand.
I sat and watched this display open-mouthed. It had been our intention for me to be in another room while they got on with it, just to be available in case of any trouble. Instead I was sat in front of my wife watching her playing with this young man’s genitals, both of them oblivious to my presence. Connie was staring at the erection inches from her eyes, smiling in the knowledge that it was soon to be inside her, and she gently stroked its length, marvelling and feeling its hardness, running her fingertips across the taut, pink helmet, her other hand cupping his balls feeling them move in the palm of her hand. She could have played with him all evening but she looked up at him as he stood there, his head tilted back and his eyes closed, obviously enjoying the sensations. Connie stood up and proceeded to undress him, peeing off his clothes and feeling his exposed body as she uncovered it, until he was standing there stark naked, his rampant erection sticking up. She walked round him, looking at and touching his body, sliding her hands over his young skin, feeling everything he had and watched as his cock twitched when she felt his sensitive nipples and when she slid her hand down the crease of his bum.
When she had admired his body she told him to undress her, and he dutifully undid her blouse and slid that off. He was going to undo her bra to reveal her breasts but she said to leave that and take her shirt off, which he did, sliding it down her legs and off. She stood in front of him in her bra and pants and he ran his hands over her as she had to him, and she shuddered with barely supressed excitement as he did so. She told him he could remover her bra and he carefully unclipped it and lifted it off her shoulders. Her breasts settled in their natural position, their roundness topped with her dark aureoles and proud nipples. His ran his hands over the smooth mounds and fingered the nipples making them grow hard and erect. She had her eyes closed and was loving every moment, forgetting this was a total stranger, enjoying the arousal he was awakening in her. She told him to remover her panties, so he got down on his knees in front of her and holding each side of the waistband pulled them down her legs. Her pussy was at his eye level and he stared at the curve of her belly where it met the tops of her thighs and the bush that barely concealed her sex. He moved his face closer and breathed in the aroma of her arousal. Unthinkingly she put her hands on his head and pushed his face onto her sex, and he began to lick through the coarse hair and along the crease of her pussy. She was so aroused that she opened to him straight away and he was able to run his tongue along the wet slit from her vagina to her clit. She jumped at that and was barely able to stand so took his head away reluctantly so she could settle down more comfortably.
Connie sat back on the sofa and John knelt down between her open legs. He paused for a moment to look at and admire the open pussy in front of him before lowering his head and resumed his oral work-out on her sex. She writhed as he lashed his tongue against her most sensitive parts, alternately flicking against her clitoris and then pushing into her vagina, lapping up her secretions and then sliding back up to suck on her clit. All the while she was playing with her boobs and pinching her nipples, then put one hand on his head to push his face harder against her pussy, lost in the ecstatic sensations that were running through her.
They were both oblivious to my presence so I felt there was no reason for me to leave as had been intended, indeed, the sight of the two of them naked, with this stranger sucking on my wife’s pussy was beginning to turn me on. This was not a porn movie, this was the real thing, happening right in front of me, so close that I could smell the sex. There was a stirring in my pants as my cock began to react to the eroticism of the situation, something that hadn’t happened for a long time. Without thinking I undid my trousers and pulled my dick out and was pleased to see it was growing. I stroked myself as I watched the two of them and my cock continued to grow in my hand. I saw John looking at me out of the corner of his eye and he reached out a hand and took hold of my stiffening cock and began to stroke it. I couldn’t believe it; I had never been touched by a man before and here he was wanking me! The situation was so weird that I grew harder still and was now at almost full erection, something I hadn’t had for ages.
Connie was moaning louder and louder with the action on her pussy and was obviously close to cumming. She grabbed John’s head and pulled him up to her and just said to him ‘FUCK ME’, and with that she grasped the rampant erection in front of her and pushed the helmet down against her open, waiting pussy. With a single thrust John’s stiff cock slid straight up her pussy with no resistance until his full length was buried inside her, and with just a few strokes of his cock inside her she gave a final gasp as she tripped over the edge into an orgasm. John fucked her as she came, thrusting his cock in and out as she shouted and thrashed about in the throes of her orgasm. Slowly she subsided and John slowed down, but she told him to keep going as she wanted to feel him cum inside her, so he speeded up his action, pounding against her pussy and Connie continued to orgasm, one climax hardly subsiding before the next shot through her brought on by the feeling of having such a hard cock inside her again.
John had let go of me as he fucked my wife but I was fully stiff by then so I stood up and stripped off. I was overtaken by the intensity of the situation and slipped my hand between John’s legs to feel his cock sliding in and out of Connie’s pussy. She was very wet and sloppy and every thrust spread more juice over John. I felt his hard member as it slid in and out and occasionally I touched his helmet as he almost pulled out. His balls were tight up against his cock and he was probably ready to cum. I don’t know what made me do it, but with my hand all wet with Connie’s copious secretions I slid my fingers behind his balls and felt his crinkly hole. Was it accidental or deliberate - as his bum shuttled back and forward my finger slipped inside him but he just kept going, so I pushed my finger fully in and he was now shuttling in and out of her and at the same time moving up and down on my finger. That must have triggered him and he grunted and with a final thrust he buried his cock deep inside her and started to pump his cum which I could feel as his arse contracted rhythmically on my finger. What had been his shiny cock sliding into her pussy was now all coated in his cum, the copious ejaculations of sperm squelched out and ran down his cock and with his final strokes he spread the mess all over her. Slowly he stopped fucking and Connie came back down from her high and they slowed to a stop. I pulled my finger out and John pulled out of Connie’s pussy and the two of them collapsed on the sofa to rest.
I was amazed; I had never had any bi- tendencies but here I was feeling a young man’s cock and balls and slipping a finger up his bum and got a real hard-on while he fucked my wife. John seemed to have enjoyed it too as he had held and wanked my cock as he fucked! As they rested I continued to stroke my member, looking at John’s which had softened a bit but was still not soft and was covered in the mess of his sperm and Connie’s juices and I was very tempted to suck it but resisted.
While we rested I asked John if he minded me feeling him, and he responded that in fact he was bi-sexual and loved the attention we were both giving him. He was on his own as he couldn’t find anyone who was happy with his swinging both ways and he didn’t want to be tied to one person, be it woman or man. He had thought that our advertisement, being from a couple, may lead to some bi- action. How right he was.
We sat together on the sofa with John in the middle and while we chatted Connie was idly playing with his cock which was growing back to full erection and he had a couple of fingers in her sloppy pussy that was still leaking the mess he had put in there, some of which was running down her thigh. She had the same thought that I had and she lowered her head into his lap and took a long look at the hard meat in her hand, admiring it and running her fingers along its shiny length. After a while she lowered her head and closed her mouth over his helmet and he threw his head back and moaned as she went to work on his cock with her mouth and tongue. She was lapping up the sticky mess from their first fuck, swallowing the mixture of his sperm and her juice and appeared to be enjoying the taste. After sucking his cock for a while she couldn’t wait any longer and she got on top of him, kneeling either side of his cock and, holding her pussy open, settled down onto his pole and I watched as she slid down it until she was sitting on his balls, a look of ecstasy on her face. Then she started to ride him, up and down, each time his cock appeared and then she squatted down on it again. Sitting next to them I had a close up view of the action and the smell of sex filled my nostrils so I started to stroke my own cock which was still hard. John smiled at me and took hold of my cock and stroked it for me, sliding his hand up and down in time with Connie on his cock, just brushing the rim of my cock-head each time and I just watched as he wanked me.
Connie was riding hard with her breasts bouncing and jerking and she had a hand between her legs feeling his slippery shaft sliding in and out of her and playing with her clit, and after a while I could see she was reaching a climax again and she cried out as it hit her and her body jerked and writhed on John’s cock as she orgasmed. When she slowed down she rolled off him and collapsed back onto the seat, satisfied, but lightly stoking her pussy and her clit to soothe the dying embers of her orgasm. I was ready, my cock was hard, and I wanted to fuck. I got onto my knees on the floor between her legs. I lifted her legs up and outward and looked at my wife’s cunt where I had not been for so long. With her legs spread wide she was as exposed as it is possible to get, her sex smeared with wetness, glistening in her coarse hair, her pussy pink and her lips peeled wide open, her clit showing as a little ping bead under its hood, her gash smeared with her white cream and the dark tunnel of her sex wide open and waiting. I put my cock in. Oh! Joy, that fabulous sensation as the warmth of her cunt closed over my cock-head. I sank in, sliding all the way without resistance, feeling the heat of her body tightly wrapped around my shaft. Automatically I started to fuck her, slipping in and out of that wet tunnel, looking down at my cock as it came out all coated with her copious juices, before pushing back into that soft heaven.
John was watching as we fucked and then he got up and stood beside me and presented his cock to my face. Without thinking I just opened my mouth and sucked his cock in. It was amazing, I had never even dreamed of doing such a thing but now I revelled in the sensation of his hard, smooth cock in my mouth, and the taste of Connie’s cunt which was coating him. We continued our three-way for a while but we were all nearing the end. My mind was in turmoil as I fucked Connie and sucked John’s cock. And then I felt warmth flooding my mouth and I was filling up as John’s cock pumped his cum into me. I didn’t know what to do and just accepted his cock shuttling in and out of the sticky mess in my mouth. Eventually he pulled out and I was left with a mouthful of his cum but I didn’t want to swallow it and I couldn’t just spit it out. I leant forward over Connie to kiss her and as we opened our mouths to kiss the first dribble escaped me and fell on her chin and then we were together, her tongue naturally exploring my mouth and she looked into my eyes with a surprised look on her face as she realised what it was. We shared John’s cum as my own cock reached the limit of my self-control and with a final desperate lunge I thrust my cock deep into her and my spunk poured from me in a final climactic orgasm.
The meeting was a great success. Connie got properly fucked which is what she wanted. I found my erection again and had a whole new experience with the young man, which I would very much like to repeat and get to know his body better, and to be able to fuck my wife. John also said he had had a great time so we are proposing to meet again as there are many things we missed in our haste at this first meeting and would like to try at leisure, and so it may become a regular event.
I can’t wait for the next installment . . . . !
We both stared at his cock in awe. This was the erection of youth, iron hard and standing vertically from his groin. Connie smiled and reached out and touched it with her fingertips. It twitched as she touched the sensitive head. This was hers and she knew she was going to enjoy it.
I suppose the story is an all too familiar one. We had been married a long time, and while we still loved each other the physical side of our life had diminished. My once active libido had slowed to almost non-existence, but at least on the rare occasions I fancied sex Connie was always up for it. In fact she wanted it a lot more often than I did and was disappointed that I couldn’t, as try as much as she could I would rarely get hard. We had been through all the usual solutions, porn, role play, toys and even pills but they no longer worked for me.
I suppose we both knew the final solution but were afraid to mention it. Eventually I broached the subject to make it easier for her, but knowing it was not going to be easy for me. I asked her if she would like to get a fuck-buddy, someone who she could meet occasionally for sex to satisfy her needs. But what about you, she asked, won’t it be painful for you to know someone else is having me? I agreed, but it was about the only solution for her to get the satisfaction that she wanted that I could not provide. We talked over the idea and what would be best; should we meet another couple so we could both enjoy it, but I thought I would only fail there too, but would she prefer another woman that would at least mean she wasn’t getting fucked by a stranger but could still have a lot of fun. She thought about that for a minute but finally decided that, while it may be a lot of fun (she had never been with another woman before) it was a good old-fashioned fuck that she wanted. After talking about it for quite a while we finally decided she would try it once to see how we both felt about her doing it. That decided it just needed to find a suitable man, and whether or not she should do it away without me knowing. I was not happy with that as it was much too risky meeting a total stranger on her own where anything might happen, so we agreed it would be in our house and I would be in another room in case she needed me.
It sounded easy to just go on the internet to find a suitable man but in fact it wasn’t. We tried a few web sites but in the main all the single men who responded, and there were hundreds, all ruled themselves out pretty much straight away. There are a lot of strange guys out there and many of the responses we got were quite unpleasant. And any person whose first response was a picture of his cock got crossed off as we wanted someone who might be more than a fuck with whom Connie could feel comfortable and could converse sensibly. We had decided that personality was the most important factor and cock size less so, After a month or so of advertising we had narrowed down the list to just half a dozen possibles with whom we chatted online to try and get to know them. One or two dropped away as they weren’t interested in chatting, they just wanted to meet, but we were being more careful than that. Some of them were really quite a long way away and so we decided there was little future in that if after the first meet it might turn into a regular thing. We were down to two, one was almost ruled out as being much younger, in his twenties, though he was in fact the most intelligent and pleasant to chat with, but the other, an older guy, was going away on business and would be away for a while.
Eventually we decided on the younger man, reasoning that if the situation turned out to be OK for Connie & me we were not committed to the first guy but could look for someone else if we wanted to repeat it on a relatively regular basis. So we chose John who had described himself as in his twenties, clean shaven, quite tall and with dark hair. He said he was ‘about average’ cock size, circumcised and was able to cum more than once in a session which was an added bonus that we had not considered. Strangely, without being elusive, he had not said anything about why he was single and we didn’t press the issue, though we did find out later. We suggested to John that we set up an initial meeting at a nearby country pub to which he agreed. We had no trouble finding each other as we had exchanged photos dressed and almost naked but John had never sent us a picture of his cock which is one of the reasons we had liked him, and similarly, we had only sent him pictures of Connie in a swim suit, never naked, and he agreed that was one of the reasons he had liked us. He was at the pub before us and we saw him straight away at a table on his own, and Connie looked at me and said he really looked very young and as we had wanted someone more mature she was beginning to get cold feet. We sat down with him and I got us some drinks and we began chatting like old friends as we had exchanged lots of emails and knew quite a lot about each other. Time rather flew by and we were getting on well so we ordered more drinks and food from the bar and nattered on into the evening.
Our intention had been to meet John to see what he was like but nothing more on the first meeting. I went to the bar to pay for our meal and when I got back to the table Connie said that John had agreed to come back with us for a coffee before going home. I was a bit surprised by this but as it was already agreed there was not much I could do, so we drove home and John followed us. We got home and Connie made coffee and I poured a couple of drinks for her and myself but John declined as he had to drive home. Connie and I settled on the sofa and John in a chair near Connie, and what with the drinks she had had and the fact that there was no-one to overhear us Connie asked John how he felt about us now we had met, and he said he was very pleased that we were such pleasant people and was quite happy to continue. We had explained about our ‘situation’ early on so he knew what it was all about and the conversation between him and Connie turned to sex and what they each liked to do and have done to them.
John was surreptitiously trying to adjust his pants as the conversation got hotter and I could see Connie was fidgeting on the sofa and I guessed that she was also getting randy as the evening wore on, being so close to this guy who we had found to fuck her and hearing from him what he would like to do to her. Eventually she told John to come over to her which he did and stood in front of her as she sat on the settee. She reached for his belt buckle and started to fumble with the waistband of his trousers, but as he went to help her she pushed his hands away as this was her present and she was going to unwrap it. Finally she got his trousers undone and pushed them down to the floor revealing his boxer shorts which had an ominous bulge in them so holding the waistband she lifted it over the obstruction and as she pulled his shorts down his erect cock sprang out.
We both stared at his cock in awe. This was the erection of youth, iron hard and standing vertically from his groin. Connie smiled and reached out and touched it with her fingertips. It twitched as she touched the sensitive head. This was hers and she knew she was going to enjoy it. She trailed her fingers down its length until she reached his balls hanging in their sack and she slipped her hand under them and lifted them to feel their weight. John had been very honest when he had said he was about average as his erect cock was a good seven inches or more, circumcised. His cock was at her eye level and she stared at its beauty. The head was pale pink and sort of pointy to the slit at the end. With no foreskin the shaft was smooth and taut with veins under the surface and she trailed her fingers along its length, feeling the iron hardness of it. At the base was a halo of coarse pubic hair which spread down and over his ball sack. His balls were big and round, their shape obvious in the thin skin of the scrotum, and she squeezed them gently, feeling them slide around in her hand.
I sat and watched this display open-mouthed. It had been our intention for me to be in another room while they got on with it, just to be available in case of any trouble. Instead I was sat in front of my wife watching her playing with this young man’s genitals, both of them oblivious to my presence. Connie was staring at the erection inches from her eyes, smiling in the knowledge that it was soon to be inside her, and she gently stroked its length, marvelling and feeling its hardness, running her fingertips across the taut, pink helmet, her other hand cupping his balls feeling them move in the palm of her hand. She could have played with him all evening but she looked up at him as he stood there, his head tilted back and his eyes closed, obviously enjoying the sensations. Connie stood up and proceeded to undress him, peeing off his clothes and feeling his exposed body as she uncovered it, until he was standing there stark naked, his rampant erection sticking up. She walked round him, looking at and touching his body, sliding her hands over his young skin, feeling everything he had and watched as his cock twitched when she felt his sensitive nipples and when she slid her hand down the crease of his bum.
When she had admired his body she told him to undress her, and he dutifully undid her blouse and slid that off. He was going to undo her bra to reveal her breasts but she said to leave that and take her shirt off, which he did, sliding it down her legs and off. She stood in front of him in her bra and pants and he ran his hands over her as she had to him, and she shuddered with barely supressed excitement as he did so. She told him he could remover her bra and he carefully unclipped it and lifted it off her shoulders. Her breasts settled in their natural position, their roundness topped with her dark aureoles and proud nipples. His ran his hands over the smooth mounds and fingered the nipples making them grow hard and erect. She had her eyes closed and was loving every moment, forgetting this was a total stranger, enjoying the arousal he was awakening in her. She told him to remover her panties, so he got down on his knees in front of her and holding each side of the waistband pulled them down her legs. Her pussy was at his eye level and he stared at the curve of her belly where it met the tops of her thighs and the bush that barely concealed her sex. He moved his face closer and breathed in the aroma of her arousal. Unthinkingly she put her hands on his head and pushed his face onto her sex, and he began to lick through the coarse hair and along the crease of her pussy. She was so aroused that she opened to him straight away and he was able to run his tongue along the wet slit from her vagina to her clit. She jumped at that and was barely able to stand so took his head away reluctantly so she could settle down more comfortably.
Connie sat back on the sofa and John knelt down between her open legs. He paused for a moment to look at and admire the open pussy in front of him before lowering his head and resumed his oral work-out on her sex. She writhed as he lashed his tongue against her most sensitive parts, alternately flicking against her clitoris and then pushing into her vagina, lapping up her secretions and then sliding back up to suck on her clit. All the while she was playing with her boobs and pinching her nipples, then put one hand on his head to push his face harder against her pussy, lost in the ecstatic sensations that were running through her.
They were both oblivious to my presence so I felt there was no reason for me to leave as had been intended, indeed, the sight of the two of them naked, with this stranger sucking on my wife’s pussy was beginning to turn me on. This was not a porn movie, this was the real thing, happening right in front of me, so close that I could smell the sex. There was a stirring in my pants as my cock began to react to the eroticism of the situation, something that hadn’t happened for a long time. Without thinking I undid my trousers and pulled my dick out and was pleased to see it was growing. I stroked myself as I watched the two of them and my cock continued to grow in my hand. I saw John looking at me out of the corner of his eye and he reached out a hand and took hold of my stiffening cock and began to stroke it. I couldn’t believe it; I had never been touched by a man before and here he was wanking me! The situation was so weird that I grew harder still and was now at almost full erection, something I hadn’t had for ages.
Connie was moaning louder and louder with the action on her pussy and was obviously close to cumming. She grabbed John’s head and pulled him up to her and just said to him ‘FUCK ME’, and with that she grasped the rampant erection in front of her and pushed the helmet down against her open, waiting pussy. With a single thrust John’s stiff cock slid straight up her pussy with no resistance until his full length was buried inside her, and with just a few strokes of his cock inside her she gave a final gasp as she tripped over the edge into an orgasm. John fucked her as she came, thrusting his cock in and out as she shouted and thrashed about in the throes of her orgasm. Slowly she subsided and John slowed down, but she told him to keep going as she wanted to feel him cum inside her, so he speeded up his action, pounding against her pussy and Connie continued to orgasm, one climax hardly subsiding before the next shot through her brought on by the feeling of having such a hard cock inside her again.
John had let go of me as he fucked my wife but I was fully stiff by then so I stood up and stripped off. I was overtaken by the intensity of the situation and slipped my hand between John’s legs to feel his cock sliding in and out of Connie’s pussy. She was very wet and sloppy and every thrust spread more juice over John. I felt his hard member as it slid in and out and occasionally I touched his helmet as he almost pulled out. His balls were tight up against his cock and he was probably ready to cum. I don’t know what made me do it, but with my hand all wet with Connie’s copious secretions I slid my fingers behind his balls and felt his crinkly hole. Was it accidental or deliberate - as his bum shuttled back and forward my finger slipped inside him but he just kept going, so I pushed my finger fully in and he was now shuttling in and out of her and at the same time moving up and down on my finger. That must have triggered him and he grunted and with a final thrust he buried his cock deep inside her and started to pump his cum which I could feel as his arse contracted rhythmically on my finger. What had been his shiny cock sliding into her pussy was now all coated in his cum, the copious ejaculations of sperm squelched out and ran down his cock and with his final strokes he spread the mess all over her. Slowly he stopped fucking and Connie came back down from her high and they slowed to a stop. I pulled my finger out and John pulled out of Connie’s pussy and the two of them collapsed on the sofa to rest.
I was amazed; I had never had any bi- tendencies but here I was feeling a young man’s cock and balls and slipping a finger up his bum and got a real hard-on while he fucked my wife. John seemed to have enjoyed it too as he had held and wanked my cock as he fucked! As they rested I continued to stroke my member, looking at John’s which had softened a bit but was still not soft and was covered in the mess of his sperm and Connie’s juices and I was very tempted to suck it but resisted.
While we rested I asked John if he minded me feeling him, and he responded that in fact he was bi-sexual and loved the attention we were both giving him. He was on his own as he couldn’t find anyone who was happy with his swinging both ways and he didn’t want to be tied to one person, be it woman or man. He had thought that our advertisement, being from a couple, may lead to some bi- action. How right he was.
We sat together on the sofa with John in the middle and while we chatted Connie was idly playing with his cock which was growing back to full erection and he had a couple of fingers in her sloppy pussy that was still leaking the mess he had put in there, some of which was running down her thigh. She had the same thought that I had and she lowered her head into his lap and took a long look at the hard meat in her hand, admiring it and running her fingers along its shiny length. After a while she lowered her head and closed her mouth over his helmet and he threw his head back and moaned as she went to work on his cock with her mouth and tongue. She was lapping up the sticky mess from their first fuck, swallowing the mixture of his sperm and her juice and appeared to be enjoying the taste. After sucking his cock for a while she couldn’t wait any longer and she got on top of him, kneeling either side of his cock and, holding her pussy open, settled down onto his pole and I watched as she slid down it until she was sitting on his balls, a look of ecstasy on her face. Then she started to ride him, up and down, each time his cock appeared and then she squatted down on it again. Sitting next to them I had a close up view of the action and the smell of sex filled my nostrils so I started to stroke my own cock which was still hard. John smiled at me and took hold of my cock and stroked it for me, sliding his hand up and down in time with Connie on his cock, just brushing the rim of my cock-head each time and I just watched as he wanked me.
Connie was riding hard with her breasts bouncing and jerking and she had a hand between her legs feeling his slippery shaft sliding in and out of her and playing with her clit, and after a while I could see she was reaching a climax again and she cried out as it hit her and her body jerked and writhed on John’s cock as she orgasmed. When she slowed down she rolled off him and collapsed back onto the seat, satisfied, but lightly stoking her pussy and her clit to soothe the dying embers of her orgasm. I was ready, my cock was hard, and I wanted to fuck. I got onto my knees on the floor between her legs. I lifted her legs up and outward and looked at my wife’s cunt where I had not been for so long. With her legs spread wide she was as exposed as it is possible to get, her sex smeared with wetness, glistening in her coarse hair, her pussy pink and her lips peeled wide open, her clit showing as a little ping bead under its hood, her gash smeared with her white cream and the dark tunnel of her sex wide open and waiting. I put my cock in. Oh! Joy, that fabulous sensation as the warmth of her cunt closed over my cock-head. I sank in, sliding all the way without resistance, feeling the heat of her body tightly wrapped around my shaft. Automatically I started to fuck her, slipping in and out of that wet tunnel, looking down at my cock as it came out all coated with her copious juices, before pushing back into that soft heaven.
John was watching as we fucked and then he got up and stood beside me and presented his cock to my face. Without thinking I just opened my mouth and sucked his cock in. It was amazing, I had never even dreamed of doing such a thing but now I revelled in the sensation of his hard, smooth cock in my mouth, and the taste of Connie’s cunt which was coating him. We continued our three-way for a while but we were all nearing the end. My mind was in turmoil as I fucked Connie and sucked John’s cock. And then I felt warmth flooding my mouth and I was filling up as John’s cock pumped his cum into me. I didn’t know what to do and just accepted his cock shuttling in and out of the sticky mess in my mouth. Eventually he pulled out and I was left with a mouthful of his cum but I didn’t want to swallow it and I couldn’t just spit it out. I leant forward over Connie to kiss her and as we opened our mouths to kiss the first dribble escaped me and fell on her chin and then we were together, her tongue naturally exploring my mouth and she looked into my eyes with a surprised look on her face as she realised what it was. We shared John’s cum as my own cock reached the limit of my self-control and with a final desperate lunge I thrust my cock deep into her and my spunk poured from me in a final climactic orgasm.
The meeting was a great success. Connie got properly fucked which is what she wanted. I found my erection again and had a whole new experience with the young man, which I would very much like to repeat and get to know his body better, and to be able to fuck my wife. John also said he had had a great time so we are proposing to meet again as there are many things we missed in our haste at this first meeting and would like to try at leisure, and so it may become a regular event.
I can’t wait for the next installment . . . . !
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