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.