“So now I have to ask, are you going to be okay with seeing me with them?”
“Touch my pussy,” she said, raising the hem of her dress.
She moaned as my finger easily slid between the wet folds.
“Feel how wet I am?” she asked. “It’s from thinking about you with Ron and Taylor. Are you going to let them suck your cock?”
She moaned as grazed her clit with my thumb as I nodded.
“Are you going to suck them?”
“Yes,” I answered, rubbing my thumb against her hard nub.
“Will you suck them with me?” she panted.
“Yes I will,” I said as I rubbed harder.
“Stop!” she cried out, pulling her pussy away from me. “You’re going to make me cum and I am going to be loud…I want to save it.”
Carla raised my finger to her mouth and licked it clean.
“Next time is going to be with another girl,” she promised as we walked towards their room.
The door was propped open by the security bar, so we took it as an invitation to just walk in.
“Is everything alright?” a very nude and semi hard Taylor greeted us.
“Everything is wonderful,” Carla told him. “Davis and I just needed to go over some ground rules…we’re all good.”
“Ground rules are good,” an equally naked but completely erect Ron said. “Any that we should go over?”
“I think the usual no means no and at least for me, nothing bigger than a finger goes up my butt without some warning would do,” Carla answered.
“I think we can all live with that,” Ron agreed.
I got the first two buttons on my shirt undone when Ron stepped in front of me and took over. A few feet away, Carla raised her arms as Taylor pulled her dress over her head. Once freed, Carla pulled their mouths together and pressed her naked body against his.
“I’m sorry for rushing things,” Carla told Taylor as she knelt in front of him. “But I’ve wanted to do this all day.”
I reached over and took Ron’s hard cock in my hand as we watched Taylor’s cock disappear between Carla’s lips.
Ron quickly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and was stroking me as they hit the floor.
Taylor’s hips began to thrust in time with Carla’s mouth and hand sliding up and down his shaft.
I turned my body a little bit until the head of Ron’s cock was brushing against mine.
“I want to lick you,” Taylor told Carla after a few minutes.
Taylor pulled her mouth to his and kissed her as she stood up. I only got to see them kiss for a split second before Ron pulled my face towards his and kissed me.
Even that far into the evening, I’d still been feeling some trepidation about the whole “going bi” thing, wondering if I could go through with it or not. But at that moment, making out with a guy, our cocks pressed together rubbing each other, five feet from my wife making out with his boyfriend any doubts I had as to what I wanted to do, were gone.
Parting from Ron, I saw Carla lying on the bed with Taylor’s head between her splayed legs licking her pussy. Carla’s hands were holding his head as she guided and coached him on where and how she liked to be licked.
I was proud of the guy for trying new things.
Grasping Ron’s cock, I led him to the other side of the bed, next to Carla and got between his legs.
Carla watched as my hand moved up and down Ron’s thick shaft.
“Lick it,” she whispered.
The way she jumped told me Taylor thought she was talking to him.
Sticking my tongue out, I ran it over the head of Ron’s cock, catching a drip of precum as I did.
“Ohhh,” she moaned.
I continued swirling my tongue over the head of his cock as I stroked him, partially to tease him but mostly to tease Carla.
Okay I have to admit, I liked the feeling of his cock under my tongue.
“Suck it,” she demanded.
Both she and Ron moaned as his shaft filled my mouth.
I loved the hard but spongy feel of his cock on my tongue, the way it felt as I worked it in and out of my mouth, stroking him with one hand and holding his balls with my other, taking it out and licking up and down the shaft….God I wished I’d done it sooner.
“Harder!” Carla cried out.
Looking over I saw Ron was kissing Carla as he pinched and pulled on her nipple.
“You’re making me cum,” she moaned to Taylor. “I’m…cumming…”
Her hands gripped the sides of his head and she ground her wet, bald pussy against his mouth. Her body writhed and shook until she pushed Taylor way.
Ron pulled his cock away from me at the same time.
“I was getting too close,” he explained. “I didn’t want to cum just yet.”
“God that was good!” she told Taylor. “Come here.”
She extended her arms as Taylor crawled up her body.
Carla pulled him close and they kissed.
“You taste good,” she told him as she licked his wet chin. “Did you like licking your first pussy?”
“I loved it,” he told her.
“Would you like to feel your big, hard cock in that pussy?”
“Yes,” Taylor answered.
Carla wrapped her legs around Taylor’s body and pulled him towards her.
Taylor moaned as the length of his cock filled my wife’s pussy.
Carla moaned as she rocked her hips and ground her clit against his body.
“Fuck me…Fuck me hard,” she panted. “Make me cum on your cock.”
Taylor started out slowly easing his hard cock in and out of Carla. At her urging he began picking up the pace, driving his shaft harder and faster into her wet hole.
I jumped a little as Ron took my cock in his hand and started stroking me.
“I’m gonna cum,” Taylor warned.
“Shoot it in me,” Carla urged. “I want to feel you cum inside me.”
Taylor turned his head, grabbed mine and pulled our mouths together. Our tongues twisted against each others as he thrust into Carla.
He moaned into my mouth as he slammed his cock in her pussy one last time and filled my wife with his cum.
I pulled away from Taylor intent on eating Carla’s pussy and found Ron beat me to it.
Carla moaned as Ron alternated teasing her clit and scooping his boyfriends cum as it oozed out of her.
Going with my second choice, I wrapped my lips around Taylor’s softening cock, the combination of his cum and her pussy cream had me rock hard as I sucked and licked the gooey mess off of him.
“Right there….Right there,” Carla moaned as his tongue worked her clit. “I….Cumming!”
Her hips bucked against his mouth as she writhed on the bed.
“We need to get you off,” Carla said stroking my cock as she caught her breath.
Not being sure when or even if I’d ever get another opportunity like this, I wanted to experience everything I could.
“Ron, I want you to fuck me,” I said.
I moved to the center of the bed and got on my hands and knees.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” Carla said in an excited tone as she spread lube over and in my hole.
I felt the head of his cock, gently rubbing circles around my ass. Ron’s hands were holding my hips, so it had to be Carla guiding him in.
“Push back against him when you’re ready,” Carla instructed. “You know how.”
“You’ve done this before?” Taylor asked as he slowly stroked his cock next to me.
“We have a strap on,” Carla explained. “I have to fuck him at least once a week or he gets cranky.”
I willed myself to relax and pushed back, gasping as the head and a couple of inches of Ron slid in. It felt familiar. Ron was about the same size as our dildo and Carla had pegged me with that more times than I could count. It was also very different, in an erotic way. This was a real cock pressing into my ass.