Great friends, sweet pussy, continuous fucking

It was a long hard day at work, and I was wiped. But despite all that, it’d been a week since I called up any bulletin boards, and even though I couldn’t spare the energy to dial up any my favorite adult BBS hangouts, Silver Spring Exchange and PhukLine – I knew I must have mail waiting.

Sure enough, there was e-mail. A handle named Mark sent me mail because he liked my 3-line description at logon. It was the same as it is to this day: (36, BiWM, 5’7″, 140#, 7″c, short brown hair, dark brown eyes, cute).

I’d been involved with a number of adult/alternative lifestyles boards for 3 years, just out of curiousity at first, but lately out of realizing that gays and bi’s were people too – with feelings and opinions. So, I was more into messaging now than viewing .GIF or .GL files.

I wanted to feel accepted and get advice from every source to help me cope with my recent seperation from my wife… which was heading towards divorce. Since I’d known some of these people, even if by handle only, I felt anyone could be trusted. Many gave me good advice, even those who’d never been married heterosexually).

Mark was brief in that message, only saying he’d like to chat at some point when it could be arranged. We followed back and forth a few times with replies and decided it would be a good idea to meet face-to-face soon to get me out of the house and relax. I agreed with no hesitation.

What I didn’t realize was that he had other intentions in mind, along with his wife. I found later they were at odds end with trying to find a decent guy to get intimate with. I found out sooner that I was very happy with what transpired when we met: We agreed that a public place to meet would be the best thing, so we met at Roy Roger’s.

Over coffee I got to spend a lot of time with Mark: about 5’9″, 160 lbs, dark, black groomed hair, Grecian features, handsome features; and his wife Sandy: a foxy red-head with Ann-Margaret features, 5’3″, 120 lbs, and a real turn-on. I Knew right from the start they both were attracted to me, and I them.

After that night we chatted/e-mailed on the boards for two weeks straight before Sandy signed on one night while I was alone in chat. She told me she really thought we’d hit it off. I wasn’t sure what she meant, at least not consciously. It dawned on me very quickly when she asked what I thought of making love to her while Mark was in the room. I said it wouldn’t be too difficult since she was really sexy. Then she asked if I’d mind if he was involved more than just watching. I said, maybe but what the hell!

It was that moment I realized what an opportunity I had: to fuck the living shit out of a babe whose husband didn’t care, or at least wasn’t bothered by the fact.

The day came.

I agreed, by e-mail to get picked up by Mark and go back to their place for dinner and movies. Harmless, right? I sort of hoped so… still being unsure of what I might be getting into. Mark and I arrived at his place and walked in the back door, and just in time for dinner: pot roast, mixed vegetables, potatoes and wine. Nice setting. Real Nice… when was the last time I had a home-cooked meal? It was all so inviting. And the wine kept flowing… were they getting me drunk? I realized later the answer was “no”. They were Just as nervous as I was about all this. But after a few glasses of chablis, who cared?

We all simultaneously got up from the table and proceeded to the L-shaped couch at the other end of the room and crashed comfortably in a pile – Mark and I on top of Sandy… and it felt good: the warmth of two bodies close to mine. and not only she had a delcious scent of Opium, but he had on something dashing as well. He started kissing her on the neck and told me to do the same. Almost instinctively, I caressed her with a rhythm in sync with Mark. She moaned with pleasures and fantasies come true. He pulled off her slinky silk dress to reveal no panties but a firm tight pink ass, bulbous full mounds of mammarian delight with stiff nipples, and a passion that filled the room. At that moment I was, if not in total ecstasy, about to be A Lot Deeper into it!

I took her from the bottom, he continued at her neck, and we gave her a tongue bath that cleaned her clock. I savored every drop of tuna extract and then he had to do it over again because I went for her huge tits – sucking hungrily on each red-ripened areola, causing her to gasp in glee.

After we each got to lick, suck, nibble, and grope her for an hour, he went for her saliva-soaked muff with his 9″ cock. I was impressed from the very start with his nicely-veined organ, but that was the end of it – we were here to love her to new heights. With no trouble at all he pushed inside her deeply and eagerly, thrusting rapidly. To prolong his pleasure, I decided to shove my 7″ dick into her mouth since I was kneeling towards her head anyway. She took it in with passion – swallowing me whole with a tightness I’d never had from my ex-wife-to-be. As she sloshed and gnoshed on my schlong, Mike was shoving deeper and deeper inside her cavernous love-canal until all of a sudden we looked at each other and instinctively both pulled out and blasted her belly with wads of cum. She went into a state of sexmania – smearing our seedswarm all around her body, even scooping up a handful and feeding herself. I went bozo too and started licking her chest, kissing her mouth, sharing the cum. I liked it, this, the first time I’d actually tasted any. I quickly grabbed Mark’s hand and pulled him down on top of us and said, Let’s get in a train.

In order to do this I knew something had to give, something would be done by me never done before: I’d have to suck his rod. I’d be making him feel like he was fucking my mouth, in and out, a little deeper each time, until the point I was ready to take in all his girth. It was easier and more pleasant than I’d ever realized… and was looking forward to feeling his blast of semen in the back of my throat, whitewashing my tonsils. When it happened I finally got to taste what the sensation was of cum flowing off my tongue down my throat. What a warm sweet feeling.

We all came together again at the exact same time in a passion-filled lustplay. I didn’t want to leave so soon, despite having been in lovemaking for 2 hours (never had it that long before!). He & I had a zesty session of 69 so I could suck every last drop out of him… and I did. And we fell asleep, sprawled across the bed as we were.

Mark and Sandy had me over every weekend for two months, until they unfortunately had to leave for California. It was the best time, the best experience, and the Best Of Both Worlds I’d ever had, even to this day. That’s why I prefer being invited to be with couples. I get everything I want: great friends, sweet pussy, continuous fucking, and fine hot cock to boot. Yes, the Best Of Both Worlds.