Once at the foot of the bed my friend took the lead and lay on his bed. He pulled me down toward his hard cock until my face was centimetres from it. Knowing what he wanted me to do I obliged and slowly slid his cock deeper inside my mouth, running my tongue over the shaft as it went. The other man positioned me into a kneeling position and stood behind me. Wasn’t long before I felt his decent sized cock slide almost full length inside my pussy. The guy I was sucking saw my eyes widen and I felt him harden even more in my mouth. I knew this wasn’t going to last long for any of us.

With each thrust places inside me my boyfriend could never reach were beginning to feel incredibly good. Before I could come I felt my friend explode at the back of my tongue. A second or two later fluid started to trickle down my leg and I realised the other guy had also cum. (This was back in the day before condoms were used for anything more than pregnancy.)



I felt a little disappointed but shouldn’t have as the cock in my pussy remained hard and he continued to pump inside me. Still kneeling on the edge of the bed each thrust forced more and more jism down my thigh. It began to feel really, really good again. My friend had gone soft by then but offered his services by lying on his back with his head between my legs. After some manoeuvring I felt his tongue lap against my cum covered clit. I almost went through the roof. He obligingly cleaned up the mess between my legs while I was still being thrust inside. I think he also helped clean up the other guy’s balls too.

I exploded into the first orgasm I’d ever had with a pussy full of cock. It felt incredible and before long it was joined by a second. I heard the guy behind me grunt and hold himself deep inside me. He pulled out, stood behind me and watched my friend lick up the fresh trickle that ran out of me.



All three of us collapsed on the bed. As soon as we did my friend got up and went out to be a good host and I didn’t see him for several hours. The two of us made the most of it by having slow (some would say boring) missionary sex for ages, during the course of which I’d feel a few more floods of fluid between my legs. I bet the sheets needed a good wash that day. Never been with a guy since who could stay hard like that but I also know he’d been wanting it as long as I had.



We never did it again and eventually our once really tight friendship disintegrated over that night. Seems he was harbouring a secret desire for the mutual friend too and became jealous over the fact we continued and kissed while he was out of the room. If only he’d said something before.