Sex, Love, Exhibtionism

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Well that was new

I mentioned a few posts ago that I’d met a new couple last week. It was just a meet-and-greet in public, but it went pretty well and I expected that we’d end up getting together in private. I exchanged several e-mails with the husband over the next few days, and we set up a meeting for last night.

Unlike that first time, it was pretty clear that they were coming over to have sex with me. They got to my place around 8:30.

As I mentioned in my post about our first meeting, the wife (Mistress L) is hot.

She’s also a little difficult to describe accurately. She’s got long, curly blonde hair, full lips, and a very cute face. She’s not svelte – but she’s definitely not fat. She’s very curvy. She’s got ample hips, and – look, there’s no other way to say this – enormous breasts. Enormous. I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen (in person) any bigger. And they’re very obviously all natural. [Aside: that’s not exactly my thing. I love breasts, but I’d say my favorite category would be “big,” not “huge.” Hers are totally nice though!]

Her husband, Subject N, is not bad either. He’s former military – I am too, but he definitely looks the part more than I do. He’s got close cropped hair and several tats from his soldier days, a couple of which are pretty impressive. He’s also a gym guy. I’m taller, but he’s definitely buffer.

They were obviously a little nervous. I was too, but in a very specific way: it can be difficult and awkward to get from “Hi! Come in, welcome!” to naked. Especially the first time (as this was). Especially if one side or the other is inexperienced (as they were). As we sat and chatted, I was thinking more and more about that transition. I figured pretty early on that the onus was going to be on me.

They’d been sitting on my loveseat, and after a while I asked them to come and sit beside me on my couch. They did, and to their immense credit, they took that as their cue.

They started kissing. I was still trying not to be too pushy at first (that’s the way I read the room). The Mistress was in the middle, and I started by caressing her a little; one hand on her shoulder, the other on her thigh. They picked up their pace and my hands roamed a little more. When she grabbed his crotch, I put a hand on her breast.

She directed him to his knees in front of her. She pulled up her skirt and he pulled the crotch of her panties aside and began licking her.

To this point, neither of them had really paid any attention to me or my roaming hands. But after a few minutes of having Subject N’s tongue in her, Mistress L guided one of his hands to my crotch, and the two of them fondled my erection. After a bit of that, she tugged lightly on the waist of my shorts. I did not need any more encouragement than that – so I stood up and pulled them and my boxers off.

I sat back down, expecting a little more stroking. But almost immediately, Subject N’s mouth left his wife’s cunt and was on my cock.

I don’t know whether he’d ever done it before; my understanding is that he either hadn’t, or hadn’t much. Whatever the case, he wasn’t shy. He sucked me as enthusiastically and hungrily as I’ve ever been sucked. His head bobbed up and down, he licked my balls, he swallowed my whole shaft. I moaned and praised his efforts, and fondled his wife’s tits.

He was very good at it and easily could have gotten me off. But obviously, that wasn’t the idea as the night was still young. Eventually, with my cock deep in her husband’s throat, Mistress L looked me in the eye and said “Will you fuck him?”

I had expected from our e-mails that this was what they ultimately wanted. And I was ready for it, or thought I was. I’d never had any kind of anal sex with a guy before, but the truth of the matter is that I’ve wanted to. I’d made up my mind before they came over that, unless things just went off the tracks, I’d give them what they wanted.

We took a quick break as I grabbed a condom and some lube. He was still on his knees for me when I got back to the room. As I was getting myself ready, Mistress L told me to take it slow at first. I told her I would, and asked her to lube him for me. After she did, I got on my knees behind him. She sat back down, her panties off now, and her about-to-be-mounted husband put his tongue back into her.

As I stroked myself fully hard, I asked her to take off her bra – which had somehow remained on up to then. She did; her tits spilled out and I will reiterate that I’ve never seen anything quite like them. Huge, pale areolae, tiny and hard little nipples … and just so much of them. I was momentarily totally distracted from my job and had to go over and lick one briefly.

Then, back to business. Happily, Subject N’s butt is firm and smooth (I don’t know that I could have performed with a “bear”). I pressed the head of my cock against his anus, and gently pushed, pushed, pushed against that familiar soft/firm resistance that I knew from taking women’s asses. Not in yet, let me adjust… Push, push, push, not yet, not quite right. Push, push – now. Just like that, a gasp and the head is in. Pause. Push. Pause. Push, and my cock is all the way in.

My cock is up your ass. I am fucking your ass. And you and I are changed.

He moaned, muffled by his wife’s crotch of course, and pushed back against me. I fucked. Occasionally, I stroked his dick with my right hand (a move I’ve imagined many times). For I while, I leaned forward so I could finger Mistress L while he licked her. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but I had two in her when she came.

I fucked him for quite a while, and he never pulled his tongue out of the Mistress. I gave it to him moderately hard occasionally, but certainly not as hard as I could have. I never want to overdo it when I’m taking someone that way. He definitely didn’t complain. Eventually, though, we had to take a break – all four of our knees needed it.

It was an interesting experience, to be sure. Maybe the most surprising thing about it was how little of a “big deal” it was – I had wondered about how that would be. Probably unsurprisingly, it was an awful lot like fucking a woman’s ass. So it felt good, and I certainly wasn’t bothered by it, and didn’t have any trouble staying hard. Truth be known, though, I would rather have had my dick in the Mistress. But I really got off (figuratively) on the feeling that I was helping them fulfill what was obviously a major fantasy of theirs, so overall I’m definitely glad we did it.

Shortly the Subject was back on his knees, now fucking the Mistress’s wet cunt as I sat beside her. I wasn’t interested in just watching, so I leaned over and put my tongue on them. I licked her clit and his shaft as he pumped her. This is one of my favorite, favorite things, and I think they liked it too. I think I had a hand on his ass. Maybe she came, I’m not sure (she’s not very loud/demonstrative). After a while: “I’m going to come,” he said, and I moved my tongue to get as much of it into her pussy and on his dick as I could. He moaned and filled her up.

He took a moment to recover, and I started jerking off. They both put a hand on my cock as I stroked it (I’d taken the condom off). With the Subject spent, I didn’t want to take too much time, so in short order I was shooting my come onto my chest and belly.

It was a good evening, and I definitely would like to see them again. I’d really like to fuck the Mistress some next time too, and in general have a longer session. Maybe come in or on one of them. Or both. If we do get together again, I’m sure we’ll be more comfortable and that will make things easier.

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Posted on Tuesday, August 6 2013. Tagged with: mmfbigroup
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