“Yes, Honey!” you said with a glimmer in your sexy eyes, “I do want to see you with a beautiful cock in your mouth. Let’s make that happen.” The desire in you, meeting my own curiosity, is the perfect combination for an erotic exploration that we had yet to experience.
Weeks went by with the occasional mention of finding the right partner for us. A ‘too experienced’ person might not be right and we didn’t want to (at this point, anyway) involve friends or acquaintances. We agreed that it might be easier for a similarly bi-curious man to first connect with you by way of any number of ‘hookup’ sites/apps. You told me how excited you were to find the right guy for us as it was something you've been fantasizing about for a very long time. The trust was great between us and I was equally turned on by the prospect and your eagerness to dive in and make an encounter a reality.
A few weeks later, I had planned a trip back home and while I hadn't forgotten about your mission, I certainly wasn't expecting that you had made so much progress. I sent you my itinerary and you asked if you could pick me up from the airport. You also told me that you had some fun plans for us that night and to dress for the flight home with ‘going out’ in mind. My flight landed around 9 and I figured we would go out straight from the airport, so I spent extra time looking really good for you - wearing a black ‘jockstrap’ cock pouch, a crisp white shirt and a new pair of jeans that fit my body perfectly, you could see my package clearly.
The flight home was relatively uneventful except for the fact that the anticipation of seeing you had been building for days. You sent me pictures, even a video of you riding your favorite dildo and I was more than ready to feel your amazing body on mine. I had a couple drinks on the plane - rye on ice (of course) and was feeling very relaxed, mixed with the excitement and happiness of the night ahead.
“Ladies and gentlemen, as we prepare for our final approach into Minneapolis International, please make sure your seatbacks and tray tables are in the upright position. We’ll be landing shortly!” I sent a quick text telling you we were about to land and you said you were on your way. You also added a quick picture of your slick pussy covered by the thinnest of panties and that I should get ready. I wondered (but only a little bit) what exactly you meant by that and decided to just go with whatever you had in mind for us. My love and trust for you was at an all-time high and I couldn’t be happier about it.
As I made my way through the airport and out to pick-up door #5, my mind raced with images of you. The lust was building and my thinking was fuzzy. I picked up my bags and walked outside. There you were, waiting for me and looking especially beautiful and incredibly sexy. Your bright smile and sparkling eyes met mine and you threw your arms around me, kissing me deeply and pressing your body against mine. You paused and held my face, looking directly into my eyes. “Honey… I have something fun for us tonight, do you trust me?” you asked.
Of course!” I replied and you simply smiled and nodded and told me how much you loved me. You explained that we were going to a new bar over the river in St. Paul. In the car, we talked about your week, my week and how we were going to have a little ‘adventure’ tonight. All the while my hand was on your thigh, stroking, squeezing and feeling your energy.
It wasn't long and we were off the highway and down into the city. We parked on the street and started walking. You put your arm around mine and told me we were meeting someone tonight. You explained that you had been researching and placed a couple ads online. You told me about a few men who said they were interested in our fantasy, but further probing revealed that they really weren't right for us. Last week, though, you explained that you started talking to a guy who was perfect. He was professional, handsome, a little bit experienced, had all his clean test documents and after swapping pictures was eager to meet.
The bar, a new one that just opened, was right around the corner. Before we walked in, you explained your thoughts. "I'm not sure if anything will happen tonight, but I thought it would be fun to meet him and see what happens. Let me guide where things go and at the very least, we'll have a fun story to share."
Litte did I know exactly how fun this story would be. We grabbed our usual spot at the bar, on the corner so we could be close. You were wearing a lovely skirt and as we sat down, you guided my hand underneath. Your smooth, silky panties were already wet. “Wow, baby… and what have YOU been thinking about?” You just grinned and said you hadn’t been this turned on in a very long time.
We ordered our rye on ice and sipped the first one relatively quickly. Ahhhh, the empty stomach buzz of a single drink, but we both agreed we’d like another. Just as our drinks were arriving, a man approached us and asked, “Sue?” He looked at the bartender and said, "I'll have what they're having." The bartender looked at the three of us, raised his eyebrow and went to work.
You looked at me as if to say, "Hot, right?" Then you stood up and gave him a quick hug, turned, smiled and introduced him to me. “This is my partner, Andrew." He grinned and leaned over to give me a hug as well. He smelled really good and I felt your hand on my arm as we embraced each other. He was tall, like me with intense eyes and a fantastic smile with beautiful teeth. His dark skin was contrasted by a white dress shirt, not unlike the one I was wearing.
“Join us,” I asked, and he took a seat next to me (between us) at the bar. The bartender dropped off his rye on ice, again eyeing us as if he knew what was going on. Perhaps it was my imagination, as I clearly had all kinds of thoughts zipping through my head. We enjoyed our second drink while he sipped on his first, commenting on the great taste we had. As we got to know each other, we were laughing and he continued to put his hand on my leg (just as you were doing on the other side).
Eventually, your boldness came forth as you were finishing your whiskey. “Guys?" you asked and you had both of our attention. "I really want to see the two of you kiss each other. Will you do that for me?” I wasn't expecting the request and was both shocked and excited at the same time.
I turned toward our new friend and he leaned over. At first, we simply looked at each other and kissed, tentatively. It was really great and much different than kissing a woman. Then I too felt bolder and kissed him a bit more intensely. Our lips parting, I put my hand on the back of his head, pulling his face to mine. Our tongues teased each other and his hands moved up my thighs, closer to my growing erection.
“Oh, wow, Uummm, just wow!” you exclaimed. “That was super fucking hot!” Next, he turned and kissed you just as passionately. I stood up and moved behind you, kissing your neck as I looked into his intense, green eyes. You broke the kiss and asked, “Are you ready for this?” He nodded and you looked over your shoulder with desire in your eyes.
“Yes baby," I whispered, "I’m more than ready.” I paid our bar tab and our curious bartender smiled at me, his suspicions confirmed. The three of us left the bar and climbed into his car. You flashed us both your sexy, wet panties and climbed in. With me in the front seat next to him and you in the back, we made our way to his place.
“We’re not far away, just to a loft downtown. I think you'll like it.”
I glanced into the back seat and you whispered, “I love you,” while nodding with encouragement. We pulled into his parking area and walked into the building. In the elevator on the way up, you kind of nudged me and I kissed him again, pushing his strong body against the elevator wall. My hand moved down between his legs and I felt his cock through his pants for the first time. You put your hand over mine and, together, we felt him getting hard. His low moan confirming his consent to wanting more.
He broke his kiss from me and started kissing you while we both continued to massage his hard dick and big balls. The several steps from the elevator to his loft seemed like an eternity and we were all a little dizzy from the sexual energy (and maybe a little from the alcohol).
Once inside, we moved directly to his living space where he had a couple big chairs and a big modern couch. I watched as you took a seat in one of the chairs and said to us both, “I just want to watch you beautiful men!” I took a seat on the couch next to him we and started making out again. This time it was he who put his hand on my cock, tracing the outline through my jeans. My own soft, low moan encouraging him even more. Over the next few minutes, we started slowly undressing each other and the quick glances over to you on the chair revealed that you had also started to get undressed, down to your super sexy light blue bra and panties.
You were already intently rubbing your pussy through the thin material of your panties and gently playing with your nipples. I pulled his pants down, his cock hard and straining against the material of his white shorts. I moved down, kissing his stomach along the way, my hand gripping his shaft. He was bigger than me and it excited me. I put my mouth on his shorts, breathing warm air through the material. He squirmed a bit and raised his hips so I could pull off his underwear. He was not only big, but his beautiful thick shaft with a pronounced head was exactly as I imagined it, with just a bit of pre-cum oozing from the tip. He moaned and I made sure you could see everything and again, you nodded with approval and encouragement.