Two Guys and Me

“You will?” I squealed, absolutely shocked.

“If that’s what turns you on baby,” my boyfriend Matt said.

“You’re sure?” I asked. “Really?”

“Anything for you,” he whispered, as he fucked me rhythmically.

I’d been talking dirty while we’d been at it. Matt loved it. I’d make up all kinds of fantasies. His favorite hadalways been a threesome. Him, with two women. Well, I’d surprised him with that on his last birthday, and now my birthday was coming up, and he was itching to please me, so I suggested we find another guy.

I never thought he’d agree.

“You want to watch another guy fuck me, don’t you?” I whispered whorishly over my shoulder.

“Yeah,” he said, “just like I’m fucking you now.”

He was fucking me from behind, doggy style, his favorite position. All this talk about a threesome had him picking up the tempo, slamming into me with such force I had to hold on to the bed head. I don’t think he’s ever been this turned on.

He pulled his cock out of my saturated cunt and inched into my puckered hole. As it slid in deeper, I gasped, while he grabbed hold of my hips, his fingers digging in cruelly, pumping slowly, his balls slapped against my wet pussy.

“What about my butt? Huh? You want to see him fuck me up the arse?” I asked.

“Yeah, baby, whatever you want,” he laughed, slapping my cheeks a few times, the stinging giving me an itch which couldn’t be scratched.

Matt loved anal. Loved doing it and loved receiving it. We’d brought a strap-on dildo once. He told me he wanted to wear it so he could fuck my arse and pussy at the same time. It had been hilarious to see him with his cock and the dildo both bopping around getting into position.

What I was really hoping for, was that maybe the two guys might get it on. I’d never seen guys having sex together and just thinking about it had my pussy contracting, while I moaned into my pillow.

“You’re a horny bitch,” Matt growled as he pulled out and thrust back into my cunt.

I pushed back into him, grinding into his groin as he pummeled me. I felt drops of sweat fall onto my back. He slowed down, pulled out and fell onto his back. I immediately straddled him, kissing him, as I impaled myself on his shaft.

“You’re killing me baby,” he laughed.

Sliding up and down, I watched him as I rode his cock. He loved it when I ground down, my pubic hair roughly grazing his groin, tits slapping against him as I rocked, riding him, enjoying the power of what we had. I raked my nails down his chest, drawing blood and before long he was exploding high inside me and then I collapsed, our bodies” slick with perspiration.

“I love you,” I whispered.

“Me too, baby,” he said, holding me tight. “You’re insatiable and I fucking love it.”

While my hand played with his now flaccid cock, I wondered which of his friends we could ask. Didn’t take me long to decide. The sooner my fantasy began the happier I’d be.

* * * *

I’ve never been so excited for my birthday to come around. We’d planned to go out for dinner. Matt, Brian, and me. When Matt asked Brian, he didn’t even hesitate in saying yes. I knew he fancied me. He’d tried to come on to me once before but I’d said no, even though I wanted to say yes. Now, not only was I getting what I wanted, but so was he.

Dinner was great, but all three of us were eager to get back to our place. I’d taken care to wear the sexiest dress I had. High-heeled stilettos, stockings, and crotch-less panties with a tiny bra that had my tits looking like they were ready to fall out at any moment. Slick with desire, I was ready. Mattes hand had slid up my dress while we were eating, his fingers parting my flaps, dipping in and out until my juices were dripping.

He pulled them out and licked them, right in front of Brian.

“Hmm,” he said, smirking at me. “This food is good, finger-licking good.”

I blushed as I watched Brain watching Matt before flicking his gaze back to me.

Something seemed to cross his face and I wondered if he was having second thoughts.

“Shall we leave?” I suggested, eager to begin.

We caught a taxi home and as soon as I closed the front door Matt was all over me, slamming me up against the wall, his hands roaming all over my body. I kissed him hard as he lifted the hem of my dress and ran the palm of his hand over my mound. My eyes darted about wildly, wanting to see what Brian was doing.