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I knew you would be coming to the U.S. along with your husband, who was here for a business trip. You told me it would not be a problem as your husband had made it clear that he was here for business not pleasure and that he would be working all day and well into the night each day, so you would be left to enjoy your time in Washington, D.C, by yourself.
I met you at your hotel the morning of your first day. You were still slightly jetlagged, but otherwise cheery and happy to be on an adventure. We spent most of the day seeing the usual sights, the monuments as well as a tour of the White House I had set up for us.
We called the day early so we could sit back and relax in a laid-back bar in a young, hip part of the city known as Adams Morgan.
And that’s when I popped the question.
“So,” I said. “I have this good friend, John. He’s a really nice guy. Women say he’s very attractive. He and I have … um … been with women before in threesomes. He has a townhouse near here, and I know he’s not doing anything right now. We can head over there if you’re interested?”
You visibly gulped your beer, nearly choking.
“Uh, okay, I guess,” you responded. “Can I change my mind if I decide I’m not comfortable with this? You won’t be mad?”
“I would certainly not be mad,” I said. “And I know John would not be either. He’s an old friend and is one of the most relaxed people I know. He will definitely put you at ease. Trust me, you’ll be putty in his hands. He and I talked about the possibility of this, and he is totally, 100-percent ready to go.”
After a brief phone call, we headed over to John’s house for an afternoon both of us would be sure to remember.
John answered the door with beers in his hands for both of us. Standing at about six feet, with dark hair and a tan complexion, John smiled brightly at the sight of both of us.
“I’m so glad you guys made it,” he said. “We’re going to have fun this afternoon.”
We kicked off our shoes, sat down on the cushy sofa in John’s living room and sipped our beers, making small talk. Eventually, the topic shifted to the reason for our visit.
“So we’re all good on the threesome, right?” I asked bluntly.
John choked a bit on his beer, cleared his throat, and said: “Oh yeah, of course. You weren’t lying, Christian. She is gorgeous.”
John then slid over next to you on the sofa, smiled and kissed you gently on the lips.
Not one to let an opportunity go by, you climbed onto John’s lap to face him.
With the best view in the house, I watched as the two of you kissed passionately, your hands şişli escort exploring each other’s bodies.
John deftly helped you remove your blouse, leaving you only in your bra and shorts. I took my cue and stood up, walking over to you to start kissing your neck and back as John nuzzled your neck and cleavage. You moaned softly and writhed, head thrown back, as two men kissed and softly licked your upper body.
After a few minutes, I helped you stand up. As you were a bit wobbly on your feet, John, who was on his feet now as well, and I helped you out of your bra, shorts and panties, leaving you completely naked in front of the two men, who you knew would be fucking you very soon—much to your delight.
Once you regained your composure, you then dropped to your knees on the soft carpet and started to unzip John’s shorts, pulling them to them ground and helping him out of them. John took his shirt off, leaving him only in his small white underwear. You did the same to me, and I removed my shirt as well. There I was, standing before you on your knees, hard cock bulging in my small black underwear.
You paused a moment to take it all in. I knew you had seen pictures of me many times before on my online amateur photo thread, but here we were for the first time together, enjoying each other’s presence in real life. We knew this would likely be a once-in-a-lifetime experience so we were absolutely going to make the most of this trip to try to leave no fantasy unfulfilled.
You turned to me and moved your head forward, inhaling my musky smell deeply, before starting to kiss and lick the thin fabric that was holding back my cock until it was soaked with your spit. Your hands rested on my thighs as you alternated between kissing and licking my cock through my underwear then doing the same to the most sensitive spots between my legs.
While you focused on me, John laid down on his back and slid his head between your legs so he could put his mouth on your now-soaking pussy. You accommodated him by sitting down gently on his face, giving his lips and tongue full access to your clit and hole. You writhed on his mouth as he sucked your clit and drove his fingers slowly again and again into your wet hole.
Your first orgasm hit you hard. I watched your breathing quicken, you face and neck redden slightly and your body shudder as you tensed up. You had to break away from kissing my cock to balance yourself and make sure you didn’t smother John between your thighs. But after only a few seconds, you were right back to me, grabbing my underwear and pulling them down to my knees. mecidiyeköy escort I took a step back and kicked them off quickly, my hard cock now bobbing in your face. You smiled, taking the base of my shaft in your hand, and opened your mouth slightly, allowing my cock to slide between your lips. Your hot mouth felt like heaven, but you hadn’t even really started yet. You then proceeded to take as much of my cock into your mouth, gagging a bit as it hit the back of your throat.
While this was going on, John was still on his back between your legs. He had put a pillow under his head, which gave him even better access to your pussy. He continued to lick and suck you as you sat over him, your own head bobbing back and forth on my rock-hard cock as you reached behind yourself to jack off his cock under his underwear.
“I have an idea,” I said. “John, why don’t you get up and sit on the sofa so that Jess can sit on you and ride you. I’d like to fuck Jess’s tight ass while John is inside you, if that’s all right.”
You stood up, pressing against me, and kissed me. I could feel your hard nipples rubbing against the hair on my chest. I took that to mean you were completely down with my suggestion.
John took the moment to disappear into the back of his house, coming back after a few seconds with condoms and lubricant. He then put a towel on the sofa, stepped out of his underwear, sat down and slid a condom over his still-hard cock.
John’s cock is about the same size as mine, though it is thicker. In the past, we have only double-penetrated one other woman. She seemed to really, really enjoy it, so we were both anxious to try it again.
While you called for a brief timeout for a pee break, John and I strategized as to the best way to make this happen. By the time you returned, we had our game plan figured out and were both ready for you.
“Are we ready?” I asked.
You and John just smiled and nodded.
John rubbed some lubricant onto his cock while you straddled him. I could not see your face, but I could definitely hear the sounds of pleasure as you grabbed John’s erection and slowly sat down on it. You rested for a short time, kissing John, to savor that first feeling of fullness, before slowly moving back and forth in his lap to feel his cock buried deep inside you.
After a few minutes, the two of you started to pick up your pace. I started kissing your neck and back, rubbing my cock against your lower back, and reached around you to fondle your tits.
When it was obvious the two of you were really enjoying the moment, I started squeezing and pinching your nipples, which sent you over the edge, kicking off your second orgasm of the day. And that’s when I decided the time was right to start warming you up for my cock in your pretty little asshole.
I grabbed a condom and rolled it onto two of my fingers. I’ve found that, during anal play, putting condoms on my fingers prevents any potential cross-contamination. That way if I want to finger a woman’s cunt, I don’t need to stop our playing to go wash up. I simply pull off the condom and throw it in the trash. I squeezed some lubricant onto my fingers, got down on my knees, spread your ass with my other hand and started to gently, slowly slide my fingers inside you. I finger-fucked your tight asshole for a few minutes while you bounced up and down on John’s cock, careful to apply lots of lubricant. When you seemed like you were sufficiently loosened up, I pulled my fingers out, peeled off the condom and tossed it in the trashcan. I grabbed another condom, slid it on my hard dick, and applied even more lubricant.
You had already arched your back, helping to spread your ass for me. I then held my cock at its base, placed my other hand on your back, positioned myself just at your asshole and slowly started to slide it in.
You and John both stopped fucking in order to make it easier for me to penetrate you.
Slowly and gently I slid my long, thick dick into your asshole until I felt the telltale “pop,” telling me I was deep inside you. I hit the halfway mark and paused, asking you if you were okay.
“Please don’t stop,” you said in a breathy voice. “Please put it all the way in.”
I started pushing again until my dick was all the way inside you, my stomach pressed against your ass. I asked you again if you were all right.
“Yes,” you said. “I can feel both of your big cocks, and I don’t want it to ever stop.”
After that, we all started to move, me pushing in and John coming up as you came down.
I have to say, at this point, it was really hard not to come. The tightness of your asshole plus the feeling of John’s cock moving against my own brought me to the edge several times.
You turned your head, straining to kiss me deeply, while I fucked your ass. John, his hands placed firmly on your hips, pushed up as you came down on him.
Our frantic fucking went on for several minutes until I announced that I could not take it any longer and came over and over deep into your ass. That set off John, who grunted and started to cum inside you, his cock pulsing inside you separated from mine by only a bit of your flesh.
“Oh god,” I panted, as I collapsed on your back, you pressed up against John’s chest.
“That was amazing,” you said. “I think I’ll need a bit to recover, but do you think we can do that again tomorrow?”
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