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The Best of Both Worlds
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS, by Bruce Fontaine
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It was a long hard day at work, and I was wiped. But despite
all that, it'd been a week since I called up any boards, and even
though I couldn't spare the energy to dial up any my favorite adult
BBS hangouts, Silver Spring Exchange and PhukLine - I knew I must
have mail waiting.
Sure enough, there was e-mail. A handle named Mark sent me mail
because he like my 3-line description (same as it is to this day).
I'd been involved with a number of adult/alternative lifestyles
boards for 3 years, just out of curiousity at first, but lately out
of realizing that gays and bi's were people too - with feelings and
opinions. So, I was more into messaging than .GIFs or .GLs.
I wanted to feel accepted and get advice from every source to
help me cope with my recent seperation from my wife....which was
heading towards divorce. Since i'd known some of these people, even
if by handle only, I felt anyone could be trusted. Many gave me
good advice, even those who'd never been married (heterosexually).
Mark was brief in that message, only saying he'd like to chat
at some point when it could be arranged. We followed back and forth
a few times with replies and decided it would be a good idea to meet
face-to-face soon to get me out of the apartment and relax. I agreed
with no hesitation.
What I didn't realize was that he had other intentions in mind,
along with his wife. I found later they were at odds end with trying
to find a decent guy to get intimate with. I found out sooner that I
was very happy with what transpired when we met: We agreed that a
public place to meet would be the best thing, so we met at Roy's.
Over coffee I got to spend a lot of time with Mark: about 5'9",
160lbs, dark groomed hair, Grecian features, handsome features; and
his wife Sandy: a foxy redhead with Ann-Margaret features, 5'3", 120
lbs, and a real turn-on. I Knew right from the start they both were
attracted to me, and I them.
After that night we chatted/e-mailed on the boards for two weeks
straight before Sandy signed on one night while I was alone in chat.
She told me she really thought we'd hit it off. I wasn't sure
what she meant, at least not consciously.
It dawned on me very quickly when she asked what I thought of
making love to her while Mark was in the room. I said it wouldn't be
too difficult since she was really sexy. Then she asked if I'd mind
if he was involved more than just watching. I said, maybe but what
the hell!
It was that moment I realized what an opportunity I had: to fuck
the living shit out of a babe whose husband didn't care, or at least
wasn't bothered by the fact.
The day came.
I agree, by e-mail to get picked up by Mark and go back to their
place for dinner and movies. Harmless, right? I sort of hoped so...
...still being unsure of what I might be getting into.
Mark and I arrived at his place and walked in the back door, and
just in time for dinner: pot roast, mixed vegetables, potatoes and
wine. Nice. Real nice....when was the last time I had a home-cooked
meal? It was all so inviting. And the wine kept flowing... were they
getting me drunk?
I realized later the answer was No. They were Just as nervous as
I was about all this. But after a few glasses of Don Perignon '62,
who cared?
We all simultaneously got up from the table and proceeded to the
L-shaped couch at the other end of the room and crashed comfortably
in a pile - Mark and I on top of Sandy...and it felt good: the warmth
of two bodies close to mine. and not only she smelled great (Opium),
but he had on something dashing as well. He started kissing her on
the neck and told me to do the same. Almost instinctively, I caressed
her with a rhythm in sync with Mark. She moaned with pleasures and
fantasies come true. He pulled off her slinky silk dress to reveal no
panties but a firm tight pink ass, bulbous full mounds of mammarian
delight with stiff nipples, and a passion that filled the room. At
that moment I was, if not in total ecstasy, about to be 8" deeper
into it.
I took her from the bottom, he continued at her neck, and we gave
her a tongue bath that cleaned her clock. I ate her clean and then he
had to do it over again because I went for her huge tits - sucking
hungrily on each red-ripened areola, causing her to gasp in glee.
After we each got to lick, suck, nibble, and grope her for an
hour, he went for her saliva-soaked muff with his 9" cock. I was
impressed from the very start with his nicely-veined organ, but that
was the end of it - we were here to love her to new heights. With
no trouble at all he pushed inside her deeply and eagerly, thrusting
rapidly. To prolong his pleasure, I decided to shove my 7" dick into
her mouth since i was kneeling towards her head anyway. She took it
in with passion - swallowing me whole with a tightness I'd never had
from my ex-wife-to-be. As she sloshed and gnoshed on my schlong, Mike
was shoving deeper and deeper inside her cavernous love-canal until
all of a sudden we looked at each other and instinctively both pulled
out and blasted her belly with wads of cum. She went into a state of
sexmania - smearing our seedswarm all around her body, even scooping
up a handful and feeding herself. I went bozo too and started licking
her chest, kissing her mouth, sharing the cum. I liked it, this, the
first time i'd actually tasted any. I quickly grabbed Mark's hand and
pulled him down on top of us and said, Let's get in a train.
In order to do this I knew something had to give, something would
be done by me never done before: I'd have to suck his rod. I'd be
making him feel like he was fucking my mouth, in and out, a little
deeper each time, until the point I was ready to take in all his
girth. It was easier and more pleasant than i'd ever realized...and
was looking forward to feeling his blast of semen in the back of my
throat, whitewashing my tonsils.
We all came together once again, but I didn't let go-I wanted to
suck every last drop out of him...and I did. And we fell asleep as
we were.
Mark and Sandy had me over every weekend for two months, until
they unfortunately had to leave for California. It was the best time,
the best experience, and the best of both worlds i'd ever had, even
to this day. That's why I prefer being invited to be with couples. I
get everything I want: sweet pussy, continuous fucking, and fine hot
cock to boot. Yes, the Best Of Both Worlds.
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35, young-looking MBiWM, 5'7", 140#, 7" cut, brown/brown, cute, safe.
ISO couple for friendship/interesting discreet pleasurable times.
Silver Spring, Maryland. You must be able to host me at your place.
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