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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Back in 1995 I had moved to Dundee with a new job. I didn't know anyone there so I made friends with the staff. One guy I went drinking with sympathised when I said I was horny and he introduced me to a girl he knew. Gillian was gorgeous - slim but with curves in the right places. She was also insatiable in bed and we got on like a house on fire. One night, we were walking back from Graham's (our mutual friend) and were talking about his desire to hold an orgy.
"I think you'd be surprised at Graham's orgies. You do know he's gay don't you?" said Gillian.
I was shocked. I have the worst gaydar around and genuinely hadn't suspected. That night, whilst Gillian was sucking my cock, she started to play with my asshole. Instantly my erection stiffened a degree further and each time she slipped a finger in, my cock throbbed in time. I blew a huge load in her mouth which she sexily allowed to dribble down over my knob. Unusually, I stayed stiff and threw her on her back to give her a bloody good shagging.
Afterwards, as we talked, Gillian told me of all the gay guys at my work. She found it hilarious that I hadn't had a clue. It turned out even my landlords were a gay couple - I thought they were just friendly!
The next afternoon I was off work and found myself in the landlord's study looking for a book. The two of them were great travellers and had a huge collection of books about places they had visited. They also had a big collection of home videos they'd made on holiday. One video was on the table labelled "Gambia 1991". Curious, I took it down to my room along with a book about Gambia and slipped the tape into my VCR. What came up on screen made me forget about the book. There was one of my landlords on his knees sucking a huge black cock whilst another black guy was behind him sliding a thick length of meat up his arse. My cock stiffened immediately, much to my surprise as I'd never been interested in gays or gay sex. Before long, I was stripped and lying on the bed stroking my shaft and watching the action on the screen. I was so absorbed that I never heard Gillian coming down the stairs and so I was caught red-handed when she walked in the room. She looked at the screen, looked at me and then smiled, saying "Don't stop on my behalf".
Needless to say, we ended up shagging again and afterwards we started talking about gay sex. I told her I had never considered it but had to admit it was a bit of a turn on. I asked her if she'd ever been with a woman and she said she hadn't, but had thought about it.
Going to the gay nightclub was Gillian's idea. I was nervous at first but loosened up as the drinks started to flow. Halfway through the night Gillian said "Let's take someone back with us tonight"
"Male or female?" I replied.
"I don't care", she laughed and surprisingly, neither did I. The thought of sharing a girl with her appealed just as much as sharing a guy. We started to scan the room, looking for suitable "victims". I went to get us some drinks and as I returned, I noticed one guy staring at Gillian. I couldn't really blame him as she had allowed her skirt to ride up showing her stocking tops and she was seductively playing with the pendant in her exposed cleavage while staring back at him with "fuck me" eyes. As I took my seat beside her, he looked confused and turned away. Periodically as the evening drew on, he would look over. He must have wondered what was going on. I was stroking Gillian's breast as I smiled at him. Finally, the slow songs came on. It was now or never. The guy had wandered away so Gillian went to find him. I sat nervously with my beer, wondering if she would come back alone. She didn't. She introduced him as Andy and said he wanted to come back to our place.
When we got back to my digs, Gillian went to the loo and there was a bit of an embarrassed silence between Andy & me.
"Look", he said, "I've never done this before"
"Neither have I" I laughed.
"I'm not sure how much I want to do. Gillian said anything would go but I'm not sure I want to, you know, get shagged"
"Don't worry" I reassured him. "Nothing will happen unless you want it to. Just relax and let's have some fun"
When Gillian came out of the loo, we made our way to my room. Once there, we sat on the bed and made small talk for a while before Gillian said "Put out the lights and let's get started". By the time I had returned to the bed, Andy had lifted her blouse and was stroking her tits whilst Gillian was easing his stiff cock out of his jeans. I laid down on the other side of Gillian and began kissing her neck and stroking her left tit whilst Andy concentrated on her right tit. I eased one hand behind her and undid her bra. Andy lifted her bra away and lowered his mouth to her nipple as I sucked her right nipple into my mouth. Gillian sighed in pleasure as two mouths worked on her tits and I felt her hand reach for my crotch. I obliged my undoing my belt and pushing my trousers and boxers down to allow her free access. Her fingers wrapped around my stiff cock and began to stroke. Meanwhile, I had lifted her skirt at the front and had begun to run my finger into her moist cleft. She pushed her hips up each time my finger brushed her clit through the gusset of her knickers. My fingers were soon joined by Andy's. I pulled her knickers to one side and guided his fingers into her wet slit. I watched as Andy slid down the bed and began to kiss along the line of her knickers. It was an incredibly erotic sight. When I slid down to join him, we took turns kissing and licking her cunt. Andy slid back up the bed to play with Gillian's tits whilst I buried my face in her pussy. Judging by how wet she was, she was enjoying this as much as me. I pulled her knickers off to allow easier access and she spread her legs wide as my tongue lapped at her clit. Using my thumbs, I stretched her hole wide - something I knew that she loved and she thrust her pussy onto my tongue. She came quicker than she ever had before, with Andy sucking her tits and me eating her pussy.
I had been aware that Gillian had been stroking Andy's cock as I had been eating her. I looked across and watched her slim fingers stroking him. This was the closest I had been to another man's cock in my life. Taking a deep breath and thinking "Now or never", I leant across and took his knob in my mouth. I was surprised at how soft but hard it was - if that makes sense. I could taste the salty tang of his pre-cum, but it wasn't nasty or anything like that. I was surprised a little at just how big it felt in my mouth, but I soon got used to it. As my lips slid down his shaft, I met Gillian's fingers. I heard her gasp as she realised what I was doing. After a while, Andy got up to undress properly and I returned to eating Gillian's pussy. When I looked up again it was to be rewarded with what was up till then the most erotic sight I had ever seen. Silhouetted against the street lights through the curtains, I could see Andy standing by the bed as Gillian sucked his cock. Watching her head bob up and down on his prick almost made me come on the spot. I had to join in. I stripped off and laid down beside Gillian who had turned sideways. As my stiff cock nestled against her arse, I leant over and began kissing her cheek which was bulging from the knob in her mouth. I kissed her lips as they stretched around his shaft and soon we were passing his knob between our mouths with our tongues. As Gillian began to hump my cock with her arse, I realised she needed to be fucked. Readjusting meant I had to give up sucking Andy's cock, but as I spooned Gillian and slid my cock into her welcoming hole, I had a good view of him thrusting his meat into her hungry mouth. I lifted her leg in the air to allow me easier access and began to shaft her with long languid strokes. Keeping my head up to watch her sucking Andy was beginning to give me a sore neck, so I laid back, closed my eyes and just listened to her slurping and their mutual groans. Gillian's pussy was wetter than I'd ever known it and I could feel her juices cooling on my balls as I thrust into her. I actually forgot about the stranger plunging his cock into my girlfriend's mouth as I concentrated on the exquisite feel of her pussy on my shaft so I never noticed Andy sliding down the bed to lick Gillian's clit as I fucked her. I'm not sure how long he was down there but when my balls slapped his chin it was like a jolt of electricity as I realised what was happening. The feeling of his bristles against the soft skin of my balls and the heat of his breath on my juice covered cock was too much and I came explosively deep inside Gillian's pussy. I thought I would never stop coming but finally I did and my softening cock slipped out of her hole, brushing across Andy's lips and tongue on the way. I collapsed onto my back, chest heaving as my cock spasmed against my stomach.
Gillian got onto her hands and knees and, as Andy slipped his cock into her cum-filled hole, I moved my head to suck on her dangling tits. Andy began a vicious rhythm, really hammering into her pussy. I reached down and began to alternate between frigging her clit and cupping his balls. I ran my fingers along her pussy lips, enjoying the way they gripped his shaft and stretched each time he pulled out. Judging by his groans, I knew he was getting close and so I concentrated on Gillian’s swollen clit, hoping to bring her off in time with Andy. All too soon, he let out a roar and buried his shaft to the hilt as he came inside my girlfriend. Gillian pushed my hand away from her clit (it had become too sensitive) and collapsed onto her stomach as Andy’s cock slipped out of her. As we caught our breath and I started to kiss Gillian, now came the stilted, embarrassed moment. Andy got up to get dressed and I got up to see him to the door. Before I left the room, I ordered Gillian not to move.
Now that he had shot his load, Andy seemed a bit tongue tied. We said goodbye at the door and he left, saying it was the most amazing night of his life.
“Me too mate”, I thought to myself “and it isn’t finished yet.
I almost ran down the stairs. Gillian had slipped off her skirt and had pulled the quilt over her because of the cold. I had one thing in mind and threw the quilt off the bed and pulled her legs apart. She squealed as the cold air hit the messiest cream pie I had ever seen. I watched for a second as the mixed cream of both me and Andy oozed from between her swollen, well-fucked pussy lips and slipped down to her asshole. I pressed my lips against hers and slid my tongue as far into her hole as I could, revelling in the feel of another man’s cum coating my face. I lapped up every drop, alternating between tonguing her deeply and long licks from her asshole to her clit. I felt her hands on the back of my head, pulling my face into her as she simultaneously thrust upwards onto my tongue. She came convulsively, screaming and shuddering.
The night didn’t end there. We fucked five more times. I had never been so turned on in my life and my cock seemed like it would be stiff forever. For months afterwards, we referred to it as the night of the seven fucks.
That was my first threesome. We went on to have threesomes with two other guys and one foursome with a couple in Edinburgh, but the first time is always special and it opened my eyes to a whole new side to my sexuality.
All this was a while ago. My life moved on. Gillian & I married and almost overnight she changed. We never had sex with others after we married and don't even talk about it now. She had a number of operations that robbed her of her sex-drive, her figure and her confidence. As the sex dwindled, I started experimenting myself. I discovered I'm not the only one who loves their partner but wants to have fun where no one gets hurt, who can seperate sex from love and just enjoys scratching that itch. |
