Another hot day at Fort Belvoir, Virginia.
I had put on my sheer white bikini and went to the backyard to lie in the small pool we were allowed to have on base.
After about 15 minutes of enjoying the water, I heard laughter coming from across the road. It seemed to be coming from my friend Lucy’s house.
I got out of the pool, did a quick dry, and started walking towards Lucy’s house. I wasn’t sure if that’s where the laughter was from, but she always had a strawberry or banana daiquiri available, and I figured I could go for one.
I came around the corner, to the back of her house, and there was Lucy, her husband, and the cutest, sandy blonde-haired man I had ever seen. The best way to describe him is that he was buff, stocky, and had a redneck surfer feel and look about him. One look and I swear I was creaming my bikini bottoms right there. My nipples felt like they were cutting through my sheer, wet top, and he was certainly checking me out.
Lucy handed me a strawberry daiquiri and introduced him as Dwayne, her husband’s brother. Dwayne lived a couple of hours away and had come to town because he and his brother were going fishing that afternoon and evening.
I was flush with lust and stumbled my words trying to make small talk with Dwayne while turning every which way I could to ensure he got a good look at my assets. I smiled as we talked, arched my back so he could see my erect nipples, and enjoyed his gaze as he took in every inch of my nearly naked body.
I had noticed his semi-erection as he gazed at me. I watched as his erection began tugging at his loose shorts, slightly straining to rise. He must have been free-wheeling because I could see the head of his cock at the bottom of his shorts, slightly protruding under the hem, with no place to go but down. It looked like a fucking cucumber. After staring, I met his gaze, smiled, and licked my lips. He knew I saw it, and I liked it.
The brothers had to go, so I said my goodbyes, hugged Dwayne, pressed my chest and crotch into his.
Lucy had been silently watching the scene play out.
As they departed, she said, “My Crystal, you certainly seemed a little flushed and excited.”
“He’s so fucking gorgeous. I couldn’t help it,” I replied. “I’d love to be pinned under him.”
Lucy was unaware of Rick and my lifestyle and seemed shocked by my admission.
“Crystal!” she exclaimed in surprise. “Really?”
I blushed and smiled. “Well, he is good-looking. A girl can fantasize, can’t she? His cock was coming out of the bottom of his shorts! I could not unsee that.”
We laughed as Lucy poured us another drink, and the conversation steered to other topics.
Usually, I let Rick believe he is in charge of deciding when, where, and who we invite into our bed. That night, as Rick and I lay in bed, I couldn’t resist and told him about Dwayne.
“He is so fucking built, Rick,” I started. “His cock must be at least ten inches long, the way it was straining out the bottom of his shorts. I know he would join us. Can I set it up?”
“How bad do you want it?” Rick replied. “You want us to make you our little slut?”
“Oh yes, Rick,” I said. “I want it. I need it. I want to be yours and Dwayne’s little slut.”
Rick rolled on top of me and kissed me as his cock slid into my moistened pussy. I was so wet just thinking about it, and it slid in so easily.
“You can set it up,” he said, and began to ask me what I wanted them to do to me. I told him all kinds of pleasurable ideas I had as he slowly fucked me into orgasmic pleasure.
Rick soon climaxed, and we fell asleep, content, in each other’s arms, with a huge smile on my face.
The next morning was a Saturday. I got up, bathed, and put on a sheer red tube top, no bra, and short black shorts.
Not wanting to appear too eager, I hung around the house for a couple of hours before making my excuse to go have a drink with Lucy.
Rick smiled and gave me a kiss as I exited the house. His cock was rock hard. I squeezed it.
As I started across the road, I noticed Lucy’s husband’s truck was there, but Dwayne’s red Toyota pickup wasn’t anywhere to be seen.
I went around the house and encountered Lucy sitting on her small patio.
“Good morning, Crystal,” Lucy exclaimed as she raised her sunglasses, looking surprised at my outfit. “Heading to the club on a Saturday morning?”
She handed me a drink, which I accepted.
“It’s hot out. Just trying to stay cool,” I replied.
“In that outfit, you might stay cool, but the men around you will be sweating bullets,” she said.
I changed the conversation. “I see Dave made it back. I don’t see Dwayne’s truck, though. Is he still fishing?”
Lucy responded with a sly look. “Dwayne and Dave drove separate vehicles. Dave came home this morning, and Dwayne drove from the site back to his home. Is Dwayne why you’re all dolled up this morning? Hmmm…”
My heart sank at her words. My face must have shown my disappointment. Other than the rare woman I had brought home for Rick, I had never told a female friend about my and Rick’s swinging lifestyle. As the alcohol hit, my tongue loosened, and I began to spill the beans after swearing her to secrecy.
Lucy seemed intrigued, and finally I told her that I was sexually attracted to Dwayne and wanted, no, needed Rick and Dwayne to fuck the hell out of me.
I relayed the events of the previous evening. How Rick had given me the OK to set this up, then made love to me as I described what I wanted them to do to me.
“You kinky little bitch,” Lucy said. “And Rick doesn’t mind?”
“We’re both OK with it,” I said. “It’s an extension of him, to pleasure me. It strengthens our bond with each other. It’s our fantasy come to life, and Dwayne would be a role player, a pawn if you will, in our desire to please each other. And what a fine pawn Dwayne would be.”
Lucy laughed, a sexy, knowing laugh.
“Would you contact Dwayne and see if he would be interested in a threesome with Rick and me?” I pleaded. “The way he looked at me yesterday, I am sure he would be enthusiastic about such a proposition.”
“I’ll call him today and see what I can arrange for you,” Lucy promised.
I thanked her, and we had another drink as Lucy prodded me with several more questions about things Rick and I had done. I answered her honestly and with confidence, as I shared our adventures with her.
About an hour passed. I thanked her for the drinks and for attempting to set us up with Dwayne.
She smiled and gave me a wink, promising she would do her best to make it happen for us.
I hurried home to tell Rick what had transpired.
The next day, Lucy knocked on my door. I invited her in for a drink, and she settled onto my couch.
She told me she had talked to Dwayne the night before, after her husband retired. She said Dwayne was interested and would be returning on a Saturday in two weeks, and that I could expect him about 6:00 PM. I was visibly jubilant, which led Lucy to ask me several questions about accommodating multiple men. I answered as honestly as possible.
After a couple more drinks, Lucy was ready to leave, and we said our goodbyes.
The door had no sooner closed than I grabbed two dildoes and crammed one in my mouth and one in my cunt as I worked myself to orgasm. My mind raced with thoughts of pleasure, soon to cum.
That night, Rick fucked me like a slut as he told me what they were going to do to me. I climaxed several times as his words played out in my mind.
As each day passed, my anticipation grew. As horny as I was, I was kind of glad that things didn’t happen immediately. I had so many orgasms imagining what would occur, and didn’t think the day would ever come.
Finally, it did. I sprang out of bed that day and almost immediately began getting ready, cleaning the house, icing down some beer and wine, and setting up candles in the living room and bedroom.
Finally, it was time for me to get ready.
I gave myself an enema and a douche. I took a nice long bubble bath, blow-dried and teased my hair, just a little bit, flawlessly applied my make-up with super red lipstick, and put on my outfit for the evening.
I decided to go with a black outfit that would stand out in contrast to my white skin. I had black fishnet stockings, with a black garter belt, black crotchless panties, and a black, lacy, cupless bra that supported my breasts yet left them wide open for play. I ensured I had easy access from any angle.
About 5:45 PM, I made my way downstairs to where Rick was sitting on the couch, enjoying a beer.
“Damn, Crystal,” Rick exclaimed. “You look smoking, fucking hot. Dwayne and I are extremely lucky to be pleasing you tonight.”
I blushed and smiled, “I’m the lucky one. Two handsome men. Two big cocks. I am excited to serve you guys in any, and I mean any, way I can.”
Rick gazed at me with a hunger in his eyes that sent shivers up my spine.
It dawned on me that Rick and Dwayne had yet to meet. I asked Rick how he felt about that. He told me he trusted my judgement.
I playfully went to rub his crotch, and to my surprise discovered he was sporting a throbbing hard on. I smiled and told him we would have to wait for the second man.
6:00 PM came and went. Then 7:00 PM. Then 8:00 PM.
I began to despair, thinking he wasn’t coming. Rick was consoling me, and just as we were ready to go have our own lovemaking session, there was a knock on the door.
My mood changed instantly. I told Rick to open the door. When he did, there stood Dwayne apologizing for being so late.
My pussy immediately got wet, and my nipples became erect as they stood there awkwardly making introductions. All I could think was that there stood two men who were going to passionately make love to me and fuck the hell out of me as well.
I was nervous, excited, and bursting with anticipation all at once. Dwayne stepped in, and Rick shut the door. I weakly stood up, smiled, let Dwayne admire my outfit, then stepped forth and gave him a deep kiss while rubbing his already bulging crotch.
I turned to Rick and did the same.
I sat on the couch and invited Rick and Dwayne to join me for a glass of wine. They each took their place on each side of me as I toasted to a pleasurable evening.
As we sipped the wine, Rick and Dwayne made small talk.
All I could think about was two hard cocks and them using me. After about ten minutes of this, I downed my glass of wine, leaned back, spread my legs, and smiled.
“Well, enough chit-chat, boys. It’s showtime,” I said, cupping one breast and sliding a finger down my moist slit.
The boys leaned in to focus their attention on me. A hand from each instinctively went to my thigh, and their hungry mouths each went to an erect and aching nipple. They were in sync as they both kissed up my breasts, then my neck, then each one giving me a deep, deep kiss before returning their attention to my nipples.
Soon, I felt each of their hands sliding up their respective thigh until they began lightly touching my twat. I let out a moan as they each inserted a finger into my saturated cunt and gently fingered me. I was ecstatic but told them I wanted to retreat to the bedroom where we could stretch out and continue.
We stood up, and Dwayne came behind me and pulled me back. Rick picked up my legs, and they both carried me to the candlelit bedroom and gently laid me on the bed.
Rick undressed first, and his 7 1/2″ cock was standing tall and ready to please.
Rick repositioned me on the bed with my head lying back over the edge and guided his cock to my eager mouth. Seconds later, Dwayne was standing next to him. I looked and saw he was a good two inches bigger than Rick and slightly larger in girth. I smiled a lustful smile and pulled that beautiful cock into my waiting mouth.
As his cock entered my mouth, I could feel the vein bulging up and down the length. There was an electricity in the air, and I swirled my tongue under the shaft, then back to his mushroom helmet, flicking my tongue along his slit, then going deeper with the next thrust until his was fully engulfed in my mouth.
I had learned years earlier how to breathe through my nose while sucking a cock. It took a lot of practice, which I enjoyed, but at times like this, it really paid off. It allowed me to fully engulf a cock without gagging. In this position, I could even take stream after stream down my throat, with no recoil, if a man chose to hold my head and keep his cock in my mouth during climax.
I hoped he was enjoying my skills. I was enjoying his cock.
Rick moved around to the other side, spread my legs, and slowly began to lick my pussy, which was so wet he was making slurping sounds as he licked me. Using his tongue to clean up every drop of wetness and flicking his tongue lightly across my clit hood.
After licking me clean, he began slowly flicking his tongue across my clit. I felt two fingers inserted as he pushed up inside, exposing my clit for his pleasure. Soon, my clit felt ready to burst, and Rick lightly clamped down and began to suck gently, sending sensations up and down my spine until all the sensations migrated inside of my pussy.
It felt so good with Dwayne’s cock pumping my throat, his hands caressing my breasts, and Rick tantalizing my clit with his mouth. With the thoughts of me actually doing this, and Rick tonguing my clit I soon let out a yell and climaxed uncontrollably.
I soon recovered, and my mouth found Dwayne’s cock. He began to pump faster and harder into my throat.
Rick climbed on top and slid his cock into my eager cunt, picking up the pace almost immediately.
Even with Dwayne’s cock face-fucking me, I could feel every inch of Rick stretching my pussy walls, sending sensations throughout my body.
Rick was encouraging me to suck it all and telling Dwayne to cum in my mouth and on my face.
Soon, Rick tensed up and exploded deep within me, followed by Dwayne pumping his delicious load into my mouth. I wanted to taste it all, but pulled away so Rick could see some of it splatting my face.
I felt like such a slut, and I loved it.
“Wow,” I said, as I kissed Rick deeply. Lost in the moment, in a daze. I loved Rick so much. He understood me and would do anything for me, and I for him.
Rick asked Dwayne to get us a beer, then gently kissed me, telling me how proud he was of me, he hoped I was enjoying it, and that they were just getting started.
Dwayne returned with the beer, and we drank one and smoked a cigarette.
After about ten minutes, I smiled, looked at my studs, and told them I was ready for round two. Dwayne lay down on his back and suggested a 69. Rick encouraged me to get on top, and I quickly had his cock in my mouth, amazed how it grew from flaccid to hard with every slurp that I took. It didn’t take long to realize that Dwayne was very adept at eating pussy.
My pussy was extra wet, and it dawned on me that Rick had cum inside me just a few minutes earlier. Dwayne didn’t seem to mind, and the thought of him lapping up the intertwined juices of my husband and me just intensified the experience. We soon had a rhythm with him tonguing me and me deep throating him.
Then, unexpectedly, Rick entered my pussy from behind while Dwayne was eating me out.
Dwayne began to lick at my clit while Rick was pumping me for all he could. I had never experienced a tongue on my clit while being fucked. It was magical and all I could handle as once again I shuddered and climaxed uncontrollably as Dwayne licked and Rick fucked away.
I convulsed for several minutes, lost in the bliss, until the waves subsided and brought me back to reality.
Rick then pulled out and cummed all over my ass. I knew some was dripping into Dwayne’s lapping mouth, but he licked away, seemingly enjoying his role in our threesome.
Finally, Dwayne lifted me, rolled me over, and sank his 10″ meat deep into me, making me gasp.
Even though Rick had fucked me twice, Dwayne’s big cock stretched me to the limits. I could feel his vein sliding along my stretched pussy wall, and he would shift slightly to pleasure a slightly different pussy nerve, ensuring I received maximum stimulation.
He began fucking me furiously. I was loving the way his cock pushed my walls while gliding back and forth inside me. Within two minutes he was cumming inside me, shaking and groaning, as he did.
“Oh hell yeah,” I squealed as I was filled with cum again. “I love it. Give me all of you boy’s cum. I want it. I need it. I can take it. Give me it all!”
Dwayne finally let his cock slide out and went to grab us a beer again.
I leaned into Rick as he stroked my body, telling me how much he loved me, how proud he was of me, and that he wasn’t done yet. I looked in his eyes. I knew he truly did love me and wanted me to enjoy every second of this.
I looked at his cock, and it was rock hard again. After ten years of marriage, I knew this was way too soon for round three. I thought this really, really turns him on—seeing me be his slut. I decided to really let loose and give him a show.
Dwayne returned with the beer.
“Set them on the nightstand,” I commanded. “I don’t need a beer. I need cock. I need you boys’ cocks. I want you to use me. I want you to fuck me. I want you to give this slut what she craves.”
Dwayne got hard again as he looked at me.
He lay on the bed, and I climbed on top of his cock and quickly slid it deep in my pussy.
My eyes met my husband’s, and I began to hump and grind it as fast and hard as I could. As I gazed lovingly into Rick’s eyes, my face contorted with pleasure.
“Look at your wife, Rick. Look at me cramming his cock in my cunt. Look what my body can do and how much pleasure I derive from it. Watch me, then join him in fucking me, baby.” I was telling him.
Rick smiled, leaned in, and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. He licked my nipples briefly while his fingers slid to my clit. He slid a few fingers inside of me as Dwayne’s cock continued to thrust in and out. I
I let out a deep moan.
Rick then stepped behind me, lubed his fingers from my pussy, and began slowly fingering my ass.
Dwayne slowed to a stop as I felt my pussy walls clenching down on his cock with every finger Rick inserted.
Soon, I felt the head of his cock pushing against my rim. A few pokes and it popped in rather easily.
I lowered my head, shuddered, and let out another deep moan as Rick pushed it further and further in, until he could push no more.
Once everything was relaxed and adjusted, they began slowly to build a rhythm.
Soon I was moaning, then screaming, then climaxing again all over them.
I was still climaxing when Rick backed out and directed Dwayne to stand up.
They grabbed me, picked me up, then slowly lowered me onto their cocks with Dwayne in my pussy and Rick in my ass. I had an arm draped over each one, still convulsing, and they began to bounce me up and down on their cocks like I was nothing.
It felt so good, and another climax hit me while I was still experiencing the prior one. I had never experienced a climax on top of a climax before. I was yelling with pleasure, my limp body convulsing as they continued their double penetration assault.
I was in a delirious state of ecstasy.
They tossed me on the bed and shot their wads onto my tits, face, and open mouth.
After three times, their cocks were still hard, and neither one was ready to let up.
They flipped me onto all fours and proceeded to spit-roast me, each taking about 2 minutes in each position, then switching. They meant business, and I was thrilled to be the woman on the receiving end of their business.
They were tit fucking me, toe fucking me, fucking me behind my knees, behind my elbows, then back to spit-roasting me again. I came two more times, and Dwayne stuck his head between my legs and licked me clean each time I did.
Soon they stood in front of my face and let loose with their loads directly into my open mouth and face.
I looked at them, moaned, and smiled.
They were glistening with sweat and eyeing me like a piece of candy. I was totally content.
Suddenly, I became aware of my own sweat-covered body mixed with cum that seemed to be everywhere on me.
I stood up and noticed that my stockings, panties, and bra were nothing more than shredded strings with half lying in tatters on the floor. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was nearly 2:00 AM.
“You guys have been fucking me for five hours,” I proudly exclaimed.
I knelt on the floor, wrapping my arms around Rick’s legs, pulling him into me.
I gazed up into Rick’s eyes and thanked him for loving me, for understanding me, and for allowing me the opportunity to have such a sexually satisfying experience.
I gazed at Dwayne and thanked him for his role in helping me to achieve such satisfaction, then kissed Rick’s feet in appreciation as tears of joy streamed down my face.
Rick told me to stop, then gently lifted me onto the bed, each sliding in beside me.
I slid halfway down between them and began taking turns licking their cocks until they drifted off to sleep.
Funny, I thought, after getting fucked for five hours, I still wanted more.
If I wanted more, surely they do too, I thought. I slid off the bed and went to take a shower.
Afterwards, I dried and brushed my hair, applied a light touch of make-up, really red lipstick, put on a sexy corset, then slid back in between them.
If they wanted more in the morning, I wanted to be sure I was ready for them. They did, and I was.
After a couple of rounds of the same intense sex the next morning, Dwayne departed, and I never saw him again.
It was probably the best MFM threesome I’ve ever had.
Lucy betrayed me and told several neighbors about our tryst. I didn’t care, though. Rick was all I needed to please.
Fortunately, we transferred to Germany soon after. I saw her in Germany a couple of years later, sitting at a bus stop near my house.
I intentionally walked by, held my head high, smiled, and said hello. She tried to stop me, to talk. I continued walking, calling her a cunt. I never saw her again, but her brother-in-law has visited me in my dreams many times since. He and Rick always work great together.
