Chapter 7: First Threesome

We called Dirk the next morning as he expected. He’d stayed overnight with his parents for a family night up in Billerica. He agreed to come by for lunch. I explained to Russ that I thought that was a euphemism for ‘two men fucking my brains out.’ We both got a laugh over that. Russ and I had started the day making love.

Dirk came by exactly at noon. He brought me some flowers, and Russ and I both saw through his guise. He wanted to get into my panties again – and we knew we’d let him right after we ate.

I made myself busy in the kitchen, and gave Russ and Dirk time to talk out on the back patio. Although we were officially into autumn, the temperatures in New England were still warm during the day, so warm that we were able to swim on sunny days provided we’d kept the pool heater on.

I watched the two of them out the kitchen window, wishing I had ears and could hear every little word being said between the two of them. The only times they’d met had been over our sexy video calls when we said hello and sort of performed for each other.

I felt glad that I saw the two of them laughing at something one of them said. They were both so handsome. My heart beat fast for each of them: for Russ, because I’d loved this man for over fifteen years, and for Dirk because he was a new, interesting, and a sexy person in my life who brought me pleasure.

Without a pause, I suddenly wondered whether there were other men – or women ‘out there’ that I would have similar connections to. At one point, I’d thought there could only be ‘One’, but now I knew there could be ‘Two’, so why not even more? Interesting thought. I wanted to meet more of them.

I ran up to the bedroom and put on a pair of cutoffs that allowed my ass cheeks to hang out. They were indecent, and more so because I wore no underwear. I put on one of Russ’ shirts, without a bra, and tied the shirttails under my breasts. My nipples were erect with the excitement of what the afternoon would bring. Back in the kitchen, I opened three beers and waltzed barefoot out the backdoor onto the patio to where the men sat. I know my long legs look great, particularly in that outfit, particularly when I have my toenails painted as they were that day.

Dirk exclaimed, “Oh, wow! Don’t you look like Sex personified?”

Russ chuckled, “One might think you have ulterior motives coming out here dressed like that.”

I stood between the two men and grinned, “Maybe I do, but right now lunch is ready. Do you want to eat out here or inside?” Was that another double entendre?

Both guys wanted to be outside, so I assembled a tray and brought our sandwiches out to the patio table. Russ and Dirk sat side by side, and I sat opposite them, mainly so I could play footsie with each of them under the table. The sandwiches disappeared in record time.

I asked in a voice laced with lust, “Does anyone want anything else to eat?” That one was intentional.

Dirk and Russ looked at each other and smirked. Russ said, “I think we can help ourselves to the main course about now.”

With that Russ stood up and walked around the table on one side, and Dirk on the other. Russ promptly untied my shirt allowing the front of the shirt to open and reveal my excited jiggly breasts. He helped me shed the shirt, and then leaned in and sucked on each of them from his position beside me.

We were in broad daylight on our home’s back patio. We couldn’t be seen from our neighbor’s home, but if they were in their backyards we were pretty exposed. I suddenly didn’t care.

Dirk briefly fumbled with the button and zipper on my cutoffs, quickly revealing my lack of undies. I hitched myself up, and he slid the shorts down my legs, leaving me nude and sitting on the bench for the table. Dirk knelt in front of me, obviously intent on starting to have dessert.

I whispered, “Dirk, we made love this morning. My pussy may be a little ... OH!”

Dirk’s tongue wrapped around my clit at the same time two of his fingers twisted their way into my cunt in the nicest of ways. He worked me over from the waist down, while Russ kissed me and kept my breasts happy with an errant hand.

Eventually, I reached next to me, unzipped and unbelted Russ’ shorts and pushed them down his legs. He’d gone commando too, so sucking his big cock into my mouth was an easy effort. He let me work on him for a couple of minutes before he said, “I want to watch you suck Dirk’s cock.”

Russ and Dirk changed places, and I got a first-hand demonstration of the different techniques of the two men as they immediately started to attend to the different pieces of real estate that comprise my body.

Russ and I had long ago learned each other’s hot buttons and erogenous zones. We’d even gone to a Loving Couples Class where the various aspects of love, erogenous zones, and sex were taught and explored for one evening a week for ten weeks, complete with films, books, and open discussion here, and then homework. We learned there about what turned each of us on and how to do ‘it’ better.

Thus, I could always count on Russ to deliver countless orgasms and pleasure to me whenever we made love, and that was every day we could be together even after all these years of marriage.

I often heard both men and women, colleagues at the college, complain about how the sexual part of their marriages had cooled. That sure wasn’t the case for Russ and me, and now, adding others into the mix again, we were heading into outer space with arousal for each other.

When Russ commanded control of my lower body, he knew exactly where and how hard or soft to touch around my knees, thighs, feet, abdomen, and pussy from outside to deep inside. He understood exactly how to use his lips and tongue to my greatest advantage. He understood the dynamics of turning me on until I was ready to spontaneously combust.

Dirk, on the other hand, had been learning my body by trial and error, with only a little help from me. I found myself aroused that he didn’t know exactly where or how to touch me, and I liked his bumbling around trying out different touches, strokes, kisses, licks, and whatnot on me. I could sense his extra eagerness to please me and bring me pleasure.

After several mind-blowing orgasms and feeling well loved, I pushed both men away, stood in my naked splendor, and led our threesome inside to our bedroom. I had Russ and Dirk lie side-by-side, and I started what I hoped were the two best blowjobs of my life – some time on one, and then the other. Sometimes I pulled both cocks to my mouth at the same time, and tried to swallow both of them.

Russ eventually said, “I want to see Dirk fuck you. I think that’ll be the pinnacle of arousal for me.”

Dirk pulled away and moved behind me. As I continued to fellate my husband, Dirk slowly inched his cock into my wet cunt. I was dripping I was so excited to be having this threesome with the two sexy men I loved. Soon the two men had me spit roasted between them. I loved it.

Dirk turned me around after a few minutes, so Russ could fuck me in the doggie position, and then in the missionary position with Dirk’s cock hanging down into my mouth. I could taste myself on both shafts, not a new phenomenon, except for the fact it was ‘two’ shafts and not just one.

Dirk warned, “I’m getting near, even with my Tantric learnings. This is all too stimulating, seeing you two fucking as I get sucked on, doing this, and your talented mouth.”