For my birthday my boyfriend Matt agreed to a threesome with another guy. I'd had this fantasy for years. When he selected his friend Brian, I not only got to experience having two men satisfy me at the same time, but I also got the pleasure of seeing them satisfy each other, too.
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 me, 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.
He stood there watching while Matt dropped to his knees and began lapping at my slit. His tongue saturating my panties as he nuzzled in. I’ve never felt so vulnerable and out of control before. I leaned back, my hands roaming though his hair as his tongue drove me wild.
Then he was climbing up my body, lifting my dress as he went, his tongue leaving wet patches as it trailed up ...