My first bi threesome

So here it was again, that itch. That god damn itch that no matter how hard I tried it would always get me to scratch.

I needed to be naughty again, I needed excitement.

I was no introvert, sexually I’d been a very active male for quite some time. School had been my early playground, watching girls walk by with over-knee socks and short skirts, showing a hands width of soft thigh had blown my mind.

I’d taken those memories home a few times, the need to release almost overwhelming.

I quickly learned to utilise my looks and charisma to their best advantage, and whilst peers were still fantasising I became a very busy boy.

I loved the whole journey, from the initial tease, the eye contact, the raise of the heartbeat and the first touch, to the absolute heights of being locked together in mutual pleasure. I could never get enough and I loved them all.

As I matured, so did my self understanding. Pleasure at its best for me was in the giving. The pinnacle being that moment of absolute desire and pleasure, that moment when nothing else exists and I could see that look in their eyes of being lost in me….that fed me.

And I could never get enough….

Not sure what really happened but I found myself married. Children, mortgage, responsibilities weighed heavily on me as much as the next person. My personal needs were quashed, and put aside for years.

Divorce, brought me back with a bang, but now I was hungry, very hungry, my self awareness now fully matured. I fed. I wallowed in the velvet warmth of pleasure.

The more I fed, the hungrier I became. I started to test previously self enforced boundaries, moving into parties and the swing scene. It seemed a natural next step finding my self amongst a writhing group of bodies and whilst giving a woman oral pleasure her husband was doing the same to me.

I never looked back, consenting adults mutually pleasing each other for me was no longer limited to just the opposite sex. It felt just as good with a male as a female.

My swinging profile changed to bi-curious and I was ready to mingle, and the itch was back.

A couple contacted me through my profile. Their description was mid 30’s (some 10 years my junior), both bi-curious, (they were far more than just curious), attractive, fit professionals, who like me wanted to push life’s boundaries and, get that little bit more from it.

We chatted for a few days, swapped a few photos and connected quite well. Within a short time we had arranged an evening of ‘pleasure’ at their home.

Driving to their home I had the familiar endorphins rush, feeding off the excitement of what was to come.

They lived about an hours drive away so I had time to play the music that drove my mood and my fantasies. By the time I arrived at their home I was very excited.

Their home was pleasant, they obviously took care of it, the garden was well stocked and loved. Someone had taken the time on little details which I find attractive.

I was met at the door by a very welcoming smiley couple, they were very happy to see me and she was particularly attentive as I stepped into their hallway, kissing me long and deep and gently biting my lip.

She led me into their living room, where the internal decor was just as well loved and attended as the outside, he asked me what I would like to drink and she asked me if I had music preferences.

As we settled together on the couch, the atmosphere set with low lit lamps, music for passion and a drink in hand, she made it clear she wanted more kissing and he was very happy to watch. She had the softest of lips, and a devilish tongue and she knew how to use them well. As we were kissing he undressed himself and her and I was the only left clothed. She bit my neck and chest and pushed me to lie back.

She turned to him and whispered something into his ear, they kissed, both touching each other, it was clear to see they were both excited, she was almost dripping with juices and his fingers entered easily, he was glistening with a little pre-cum and they tasted each others fingers.

She turned back to me, a look of lust upon her face and climbed upon the sofa, facing my feet she lowered herself into my face, her knees either side of my head and told me to lick her. She leaned backwards, arching her back and drove my tongue deep into her.

I felt my belt being undone, my jeans and jocks being slowly removed and then a pair of hands were on me, gently caressing me all over before a warm mouth took my balls and sucked on them. His oral skills were good.

She was obviously enjoying the view, that together with my tongue made her cum long and deep and she flooded my mouth with her juices.

We remained in that position for quite some time before she laid on the rug, a pillow slightly raising her hips and he entered her slowly. She moaned with pleasure and beckoned me to her, we kissed and she reached for me, taking me hungrily into her mouth. They took turns to suck me as he fucked her, having two mouths together is a rare pleasure.

Him and I shared her for quite some time, she had several orgasms and was a vocal communicator of pleasure.

She wanted to suck both of us together, we stood facing each other as she played expertly and it seemed a natural event for him and I to kiss.

I bit his neck, sucked on his nipples and made my way downward, eventually taking him into my mouth, I could taste them both on him. He slid his fingers into my hair and pulled himself deeper into me.

She was intensely watching.

I sucked him slowly, gently holding his shaven balls, he did not last long and I felt him spasm and the warmth flow out of him into my mouth and down my throat.

After a short intermission he asked me to fuck him. He laid on the rug, the same position she had and raised his legs. She applied lube to her fingers and slid them inside him, gently working two, then three, then four inside as she kissed him. She then did the same to my cock, kissing me as she did.

She sat back watching intently again as I grasped his ankles, raising them up as I slowly entered him. He moaned, as I slid myself in and out, touching himself and after a while bringing himself to another orgasm.

I could feel myself reaching a climax and it must have shown as they asked me to lay back on the rug while they both gave me oral.

I did not last long, they both shared my orgasm greedily.

After showers, more kissing and drinking it was time for me to go. They waved me off like old friends, her taking a last passionate kiss and we promised to meet again soon.

I never saw them again.