Written for image 19 for the April contest
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Tonight didn’t play out how I expected. Not even close.
After a long day at work, my favorite bar called my name. I didn’t call anyone else up; I wasn’t looking for company, just something to take the edge off. The copper cup of my Moscow mule barely had any left to sip. I could’ve ordered another, but I remembered how steep the prices are here. Stopping here would be fine.
That’s when they came up to me. I’d seen them across the bar. We made eye contact at different intervals. With her. With him. Different combinations. Different spans of time.
They invited me for some fun. I assumed that meant another drink. Or a bit of dancing. The woman, Vero, mentioned their place, and my surprise must’ve shown on my face from the way she giggled. The drink I had worked wonders for my initial hesitance, but the spontaneity reeled me in. The fact that they were a good-looking couple helped too.
I worried my giddiness was obvious when we waited on the curb for our rideshare. Vero held my hand tenderly while her arm coiled around her husband, Robbie. Whenever she glanced my way, I couldn’t believe this was happening. She was unbelievably gorgeous. Confident. Every squeeze of my hand might’ve been on my heart instead.
My imagination ran rampant. I had no idea what tonight would entail. Would I be watching them? Was I miraculously chosen as a bull? Were Robbie and I going to take turns with Vero until the sun rises?
“You okay, hon?” Vero’s voice tore me from my fantasies. She shot me a reassuring smile. Her lips parted when Robbie kissed her neck, and her grip on my hand tightened with every smooch. I so desperately wanted it to be me who made her moan like that.
She broke eye contact and turned to kiss Robbie deeply. They looked good together. It’s the kind of chemistry you see in movies or porn. Even as individuals, they were both striking.
Robbie’s phone pinged, and he pulled his lips off of Vero, pointing to his phone with a grin. “Our ride is here.”
“Good thing,” she said, flashing her eyes back towards me. “I’m not sure how much longer I could’ve waited.”
A sedan from the early 2000s pulled up, and Robbie opened the door. I wasn’t sure whether to let Vero in first or take initiative, but a gentle tap on my back and a nudge from her spurred me to slide into the far seat. Vero followed, and Robbie was last, closing the door behind him.
The car was smaller than I would’ve liked, but for how busy the night was, I don’t have much room to complain. My knees knocked against Vero’s, and she leaned over to my ear. I tensed, trying to ignore the chills that travelled through me when she spoke. Her breath tickled against my ear, and she said, “Tight, squeeze, huh?”
“No kidding,” I said, fixating on her lips. This proximity drove me wild. I wanted to try those lips for myself, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask.
She decided for me, closing in for a deep kiss. I expected short and sweet, but I was delighted by the opposite. Lengthy. Lingering. Lustful. Vero grabbed my crotch.
I peer down, seeing her legs spread in the corner of my vision. My hand meant to find the heat between her thighs, but Robbie is faster, hiking her dress up, giving me a flash of burgundy. The loose fabric of her dress kept her concealed, but I could tell what was happening from his movements.
Robbie pulled her panties to the side until there’s enough space for his fingers to ease into her. She stifled her moans by kissing me, and we made a point to be quiet, to not alert our driver. I saw Robbie’s phone in his other hand. We were 15 minutes away from their apartment, and that was 15 minutes longer than I wanted to wait.
I kept kissing her, getting lost in her lips. They were so plump, pressed against mine. Skilled. They tasted faintly of gin. She gave me her tongue, and I accepted it eagerly. It flailed around in my mouth, only slowing when Robbie’s touch left her whimpering.
10 Minutes left.
Her hand kept kneading over my throbbing bulge. My hips slipped off the seat into her hand. I could feel her smile against my mouth. I felt so desperate for more. My free hand reached down to fiddle with my belt, and she snatched my hand away, wagging a finger before my face, grinning.
“You have to wait,” Vero whispered, looking deep into my eyes, and her breath tickled my lips, drawing me in like a magnet.
5 minutes left.
“Do you want to taste me?” she asked, and my eyes widened in response. She yanked Robbie’s fingers out of her and presented his hand to my face.
I watched both of their faces. She bit her lip, and he Robbie locked eyes with me, patiently anticipating my next action. My arousal got the best of me. I opened my mouth, easily accepting his fingers. My expectations of rough, callous skin were pleasantly debunked. Instead, I felt smooth, soft skin pressed against my flattened tongue. Vero’s taste was out of this world. My lips locked around Robbie, sucking on his fingers.
He eased in and out of my mouth. My head spun. The rhythm was hypnotizing, and my eyes closed. My tongue flicked over the pads of his fingers before he shoved the digits further into my mouth.
“How do I taste?” Vero whispers, and my answer was far too muffled around Robbie’s fingers. Her hands gripped my cock through my pants. Tight. Deliberate. Not just teasing; full-on contact. She started to stroke. Slow, at first, but her hand glided over the fabric while she held me as tightly as she could. I could come right this second if she’d allow me.
Arriving now.
She took her hand off and fixed her dress as the car came to a stop. Robbie got out first, helping Vero out of the car, and I followed them after I untucked my shirt, letting it hang over my crotch to hide the bulge in my pants.
Every second waiting for the elevator seemed to last longer than the last. The doors opened, and after Robbie pressed the button for their floor, Vero pulled us against the back wall, wrapping her hands around my waist and Robbie’s. She kissed me first, which stroked my ego a little more than I would’ve imagined, then pulled away to steal a kiss from Robbie.
The intervals were intentional. With every ding of every floor, Vero would switch to the other man. Part of me prayed that the elevator would linger on a floor so that I could enjoy her lips even if it meant an extra second.
The door opened wide, and we shuffled out. Vero rested a hand on her partner’s shoulder and sprang a leg back, one at a time, to unbuckle her heels. She let them hang in her hand and grabbed me, pulling me to follow her. Her anticipation must’ve been as great as mine was. She quickened into a jog, and my heart nearly melted when I saw how wide her grin got as she looked at me over her shoulder.
At her front door, she reached her purse for her keys, fumbling as they jingled. The door opened, and I followed her into the room.
Vero pulled me by the tie, and I followed like a dog on a leash. We watched through the hallway into their bedroom. She had me sit at the edge of the bed. She took the spot next to me, and Robbie finally joined us, kicking off his shoes before sitting on the other side of her.
We picked up where we left off. She kissed me, then him, and repeat. Back and forth. Each kiss lasted longer, with no floors to keep her cadence. While waiting for my turn for her lips, the back of her hands held me closer to them. My hungry mouth found her cheeks, and she turned her head to meet my lips. She pulled away, locking eyes with me before she looked at him.
They shared a look, but her eyes returned to me. My heart skipped a beat. She started cautiously, “Before we go on, can we ask what you’re looking to get out of tonight?”
“I don’t…really know. I came here because it was just such a good change of pace from my usual night. if you’d caught me at any other time, any other day, I would’ve declined it,” I admitted.
“What made you change your mind?” Robbie asked. His smile brimmed with curiosity.
“You’re a good-looking couple,” I answered, ignoring the blush on my cheeks. “Even if I’m just here to watch, I don’t think I would be upset. You two have such a connection that I can sense, and it still feels surreal that I’m here with you.”
“We were thinking,” Vero started, looking me up and down, “that maybe you could have more of an active role, while one of us watches.”
My hand found Vero’s thigh, hiking up her dress, and her hand on top of mine stopped it in place.
“Well, that would be what most guys we bring back want, and what most people tend to assume when we bring them here to play. But…we have something…different in mind,” Vero told me. That smile of hers was deadly. She grinned wider, and there was a drunken glisten to her eyes. “When we were at the bar, I thought you were just so, so handsome, and I just couldn’t stop imagining you with my husband.”
I looked over at Robbie, and he was blushing in his spot.
“Would you be open to that?” Vero asked, leaning closer. Her lips teased my cheek, kissing along my jaw. “I felt how big you were when you were in the car. I know you would absolutely ruin his hole.”
I nodded, and the excitement stiffened me even further. I stood up and unbuckled my pants. At the beginning of the night, I would’ve wanted Vero to kneel in front of me, but right this second, I had no complaints either way.
For his muscular build, his touches were more gentle than expected. The slow caress of the front of my thighs. The light touches on the back of my ass, inching back. The sweet kisses on my tip as he looked up at me.
“Fuck,” I said, looking down.
Vero took a place on the side of the bed, pulling her dress up to play with herself; she smiled, watching both of us, contentedly. “Don’t mind me, boys. I’ll be here if you need me.”
Robbie swallowed me with ease, his lips wrapped around my shaft, slurping with every pass along my length. It felt this good without him using any hands; both of his were occupied, holding my ass to keep me in place so that he could take me further. God, he was so messy, and I throbbed in his mouth.
“Robbie, baby, are you ready to take him?” Vero cooed from her spot.
Robbie removed me from his mouth, licking along the shaft, while nodding to his wife. His hand found my base, twisting and sliding along me. With a playful tilt of his head and a charming smile, he asked me, “Well? Are you ready?”
“Absolutely.” I watched Robbie get onto the bed, scooting up towards the pillows. I followed him, finding the space between his parted legs, and held his knees to push them up towards his chest.
Vero reached into her bedside drawer for a bottle of lube. A generous amount was split between both of her palms, and she took both him and me into each of her hands. She stroked fast, leaning down to kiss Robbie, then reaching over for me. Every tug pulled me closer, and my eyes shot open when I felt Robbie’s shaft along mine. Vero held us together, wrapping her hands around both of us and stroking us in tandem. Intense was an understatement.
She flashed me a look, licking her lips. “You doing okay? You’re not about to pop, are you?”
“I’m fine,” I said through a slow breath. Truthfully, I wasn’t fine. This was so different. Every touch was heightened.
“Good, because he really likes this, so you’re in for a treat.” Vero stroked faster, gripping us harder, and Robbie’s breath picked up. I could feel his hips push gently into mine. The friction between our cocks was mind-numbing. Every pass of her hands was heaven.
He looked so desperate beneath me, and he leaned up, pulling me closer, holding me by the neck until our foreheads met. His voice was husky, and he throbbed against my hardness. “You’re fucking sexy. Can I kiss you?”
My answer took less thought than I imagined. I closed the distance between our mouths, kissing him wildly, giving him my tongue, eager to hear him moan. I put my hands behind his head, holding him to me, and his hands tugged on my hair, sending goosebumps down my nape.
“Fuuuck,” he groaned in the gaps between charged contact. Robbie whined, “Fuck, I’m gonna comeeee.”
Vero and I watched in delight as he shot thick ropes all across his chest. What a generous load. So much cum. I wondered to myself if he purely bottomed or if he ever filled Vero up; I would’ve all that cum dripping out of her pussy.
Robbie’s moans travelled higher when Vero’s fingers found his hole. Two digits, right off the bat, curled to find his sensitive spot, and his back arched off the bed as he writhed at her touch. With a wink, Vero tossed a foil rapper towards me, and it landed at my knees. “Can you put this on for me? He’s almost ready for you.”
I reached for the rapper carefully, tearing off the corner, and slid the ring down my shaft. Lining myself up with his hole, I let my tip rest at his entrance. He was moaning already with just that much, and as I pushed in, his voice shallows as air was forced out.
A gentle hand on my back from Vero rubbed me, encouraging me, pushing me deeper. “That’s right. I want you to ruin his hole for me. Don’t be gentle. He can take it. Stretch him out.”
I gritted my teeth as I pushed in farther. He was so tight, gripping me with every pass through his hole. I sped up, and he nodded, crying out for me. I took one of his ankles, putting it on my shoulder, and the difference in tightness could’ve made me bust on the spot.
Every deep stroke rewarded me with a moan. I glanced over towards Vero. We shared a smile, and she flashed me a view of her pussy while she played with it. Part of me still wondered if sex with her was on the table, but that was greed talking. Robbie felt amazing already.
My hands grabbed under his ass, squeezing his cheeks while I thrusted deep. I cursed under my breath, leaning down to fold his leg closer to him. His lips instantly reached up for me, and he shuddered as we kissed. His eyes rolled back as he took my tongue. I looked down at his bouncing cock, watching how it gradually stiffened.
“Have you ever bottomed before?” Vero asked me, biting her lip as her finger swiped over her clit. After shaking my head, she flashed a crooked smile. “Are you open to it?”
My ears felt hot. I was intrigued, for sure. She had my attention, and I started to pull out of Robbie’s ass before an open palm told me to keep going. Her excitement was apparent in the way she reached into her drawer to pull out an assortment of strap-ons. Different sizes, colors, and textures.
I weighed the options in my head. There was a smooth skinny one, likely reserved for beginners. A longer, thicker, in a lovely purple-to-pink gradient. This one was more textured to be realistic, with a distinct head and balls. The last was massive and black with a variety of textures, not found on any human penis I’d seen before. That last one looked like far too much punishment than I was ready for, so I opted for the middle option.
“Good choice,” she cooed for me with a smile. She instructed me to keep fucking Robbie while she slid the strap on into the O-ring of her harness. There was so much care she put into the entire process, adjusting every strap around her waist and each of her thighs. Securing every buckle ensured the strap stayed put. Her hands glided over it to spread a heaping amount of lube, and she took her place behind me.
I felt the tip hitting against my entrance, and I puckered and excitement. One of Vero’s hands guided the colorful silicone against me while the other rested gently on the front of my neck, not to squeeze or choke, but to relax me. Slow strokes along the front of my throat calmed my muscles, and I felt soft, gentle kisses on the back of my nape.
“Easy, now. Remember to breathe,” Vero told me. Her tone was calming, and my lips parted as she started to push in.
I stopped thrusting into Robbie, using all of my focus to accept more of the toy into my ass. I groaned as she moved deeper, and shut my eyes. My heart was racing, the pressure from behind increased, and my lips quivered as a whimper slipped out.
“Oh, that’s such a tight squeeze, darling, I’m sorry.” Every word from her lips tickled my ears. Soft lips met the side of my neck, and she kissed me so softly. Vero whispered against the goosebumps she left behind. “You can do it though, can’t you? You can take all of me.”
The lungs barely had enough air behind them to answer verbally. A nod had to do. My back arched away from her body, and her words of encouragement inspired me to push back onto her. Through the initial discomfort, I felt it at last, her hips as she bottomed me out.
The dual sensation left my mind racing. I shallowly stroked to feel Robbie’s tight ring along my shaft, but every movement back and forth guided Vero into me. There wasn’t a movement I could make that didn’t feel good.
“Fuck,” she whispered in my ear. Moving her hands to rest on my hip bones. “You’re doing so well. But don’t get too greedy, okay? You still have to fuck Robbie.”
“I know,” I whined, picking up my pace. Whether I was against her or him, bliss burned through my body. My legs shook under me, but Vero’s firm grasp kept me up. She pressed against my sweet spot, curling my toes. I grunted as I pushed all the way into Robbie. “God, you’re so fucking tight.”
He breathed deeply, flashing me a grin. He pushed up to kiss me and broke it to put his head on my shoulder. I heard their lips meet just by my ear. The passion and connection between them was something enviable. They were crazy about each other. Happy to share me, and that alone made me feel so needy. Turning my head towards theirs, I kissed the corners where their lips met. Delighted by my willing participation, they turned slightly, welcome me in, and all three of our tongues collided, coiling, as we took turns exploring each other’s mouths.
As Vero thrusted deeper, I followed suit, pushing into Robbie. My thighs clapped against his ass, getting louder with each thrust. Vero stuck her fingers in my mouth, and I sucked them forcefully. Her fingers rubbed back and forth along my tongue, going deeper while her other hand reached down to stroke Robbie rapidly.
I watched the speed of her hand and thrusted to match her pace. Robbie’s breath picked up, rendered high and dainty. He was ready to break and burst any second now.
Heaving through gritted teeth, I refused to let up, going faster. Harder. As deep as I could. I watched his tip pulse, and with a few more quick strokes, he sprayed violently, sending thick, white spurts up his torso, even reaching up to his face.
“Oh fuck,” I said. It was a sight to see. His body, covered in his thick cum. It unlocked a hunger I’d never felt.
My body was ready to give out. I collapsed on top of him, but my arms threaded under his body, holding the back of his head. I kissed him, but my tongue wandered to get a taste of that sweet cum on his face. It tasted much better than I thought, and our tongues swapped it back and forth. The sultry mix of spit and seed we shared only furthered the heat in my body.
My legs gave out, flattening out under me, and my body fell flush to his. I could feel his loads, cool and sticky on his skin, on my body. I throbbed inside him. Vero’s hands shifted to my lower back, pinning me down, and I felt your knees straddle my ass.
“Oh, perfect. Just like that,” she said, thrusting deep, clapping against my ass. “Take me. Tell me how bad you want it.”
“I love how you fuck me,” I told her before locking my lips onto Robbie. “Oh, shit. Oh, god, you’re gonna make me–”
I lost track of what I was saying, reduced to incoherent babbling. I could only focus on the way she pounded my ass. Every forceful thrust hit my sweet spot, and my eyes locked shut as I groaned against Robbie’s lips, expelling all air to fill his mouth.
I bucked out of control, not knowing which way to go: deeper into Robbie or thrusting back into Vero. A mix of both left me spasming and jerking between them, milking every last drop of cum out of me, and I slowed to a stop. With how hard I came, I wondered if a condom would be able to hold everything.
Vero was kind enough to ease out slowly, and I followed suit. Robbie scooted over, patting the middle of the bed, and I fell onto my back, staring up at the ceiling. The couple snuggled up to me, one in each of my arms, and kissed the cheek closest to them, forcing a rush of red across my face.
“How about we take five, hop in the shower, and then we can go for a round two?” Robbie suggested, wiping sweat from his brow.
“We can even switch things up if you’d like,” Vero said. “You’re the guest of honor, so you can call the shots this time.”
They both scooted closer. The three of us barely fit on this queen-sized bed, and all I could do was smile from ear to ear. Tonight didn’t play out how I expected, but right now, I was exactly where I wanted to be.
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