Jun 09, 2006 19:37
I like sharing lovers with other men.
I first realized it with my teenage girlfriend. She was a sweet girl-next-door type and would never fuck anyone else while we were together.
One day I found her at home looking guilty and asked her what was up. She said that some boy she knew had kissed her but that she 'didn't really kiss him back.' I guess she was expecting an angry response because she looked a little confused when I asked her if he had nice lips. She answered yes, I threw her down on the bed and fucked her.
Things went farther with my second girlfriend, Amanda. She loved it when I'd fuck her ass while her pussy was filled with our vibrator. Amanda loved getting fucked in her ass, I loved fucking her tight, vibrating asshole.
I was fantasizing with her one evening, drunken and sliding a finger in and out of her ass and another two fucking her pussy.
I asked if she wanted both of her holes filled. She said yes, I slid another finger in her ass.
"My dick and the vibrator?" "Yes." I stuck a third finger in her pussy.
I sat quietly and fingerfucked her until her ass opened up enough for me to stick a third in finger in there as well.
"How about my dick and John's dick?" She kept quiet aside from her gasps. "Well?" I started pumping my fingers in and out of her faster. "Would you enjoy that?"
"Y.. y.. yes."
"One of us fucking your pussy while the other fucked your ass? Would you enjoy that?"
"Uh.. uh huh."
"I'll just have to invite him over for that then."
We fucked like animals that evening before I came in her ass and collapsed. Nothing more was said of fucking John for a couple of weeks but I knew she wanted him and that he badly wanted her, I could tell by the way they acted together.
The invitation happened on chat. I asked if he was interested in fucking my girlfriend. Not revealing all the deviant plans, I figured the sight of my naked girlfriend begging to have both her holes filled would be enough. He asked if I was serious a couple of times, I assured him that I was. He was over later that evening.
Unfortunately, Amanda didn't get all the dick she wanted that evening. At least, not together.
As much as he wanted her, he wasn't comfortable doing anything with me around. I walked into the room a couple of times to find them making out, John's hands squeezing Amanda's tits. I'd stand quietly and enjoy the show until John would see me and stop.
The third time I walked into this I had been away for about 10 minutes. This must've been enough time for Amanda to really start to enjoy herself because one of her tits was out the top of her dress and her hand was trying desperately to stroke John's dick through his jeans.
Once again, I was seen and everything stopped. At least, he did. Amanda kept trying to stroke his dick. I asked to talk to her in the other room.
Once we were alone, I lifted her skirt and stuck my fingers in her pussy. "Jesus, you are wet. You really want to fuck him, don't you?"
I could see the lust in her eyes. "Yes. Very much."
I took off her dress and told her to close the bedroom door behind her.
(To be concluded.)
sharing,
amanda