The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually occur.
Pam & Krystal plot to see Zach Suck a Cock...Part 1
The naked yoga classes were enlightening, giving me a perspective of a part of myself that I hadn't realized existed. The undeserved low self-esteem of my body image was completely gone. So much so, that I had approached the head of the nearby Fine Arts College and signed up to be a nude model for their human studies courses in the fall. An added bonus is that, while I would have done it for free, they do pay models $12 a hour.
Since that was a couple months away, I turned my attention to another item on my sexual bucket list.
I had treated Zach to a blindfolded birthday surprise of a blowjob by a stranger once and since my birthday was a couple of months away, I was struggling to find a way to tell him that I would like a MMF threesome as my gift. I guess it all came about because I couldn't stop thinking how exciting and arousing it was that one night when I had Zach suck on my realistic looking cock dildo before I pegged him. I've been hoping I might, someday, get to actually see him suck a real cock. Was I wrong to want that? Is it any different than him enjoying watching me eat Krystal's pussy? There really shouldn't be a double standard. I had definitely detected his cock getting harder when he was sucking on the strap-on while I was straddling his chest and jerking him off. I hadn't imagined it. I was sure of it. And I've always wanted to feel what it would be like to have two real cocks fucking me at the same time. My conundrum now was, how could I create the opportunity for that possibility?
I knew I had to discuss it with Krystal. One night, after closing up the salon, we went out to dinner at a local bar and grill and found a booth in the corner where we sat across from each other. After ordering and getting our drinks and appetizers, I broached the subject.
"Am I a bad girlfriend if I really want to see Zach give another guy a blowjob?"
Krystal almost choked on her nachos. "Say what?" she responded.
"I mean, is it fair that he gets to watch us eat each other, but I can't want to see him with another guy's cock in his mouth? I'm just saying," I answered.
"No, you're not a bad girlfriend. A little deviant, maybe, but not bad. And you're right. It should go both ways. No pun intended," Krystal replied, leaning forward to keep the conversation at a lower decibel. "It's just that guys have such a fear that we'll think they're gay. And I would love to see it as well. I often watch male gay porn. I love seeing those big hard dicks and it really turns me on. So much so, that at times, I've masturbated to it."
"I think he might do it, under the right circumstances, I think," I remarked. "I also want to have a threesome with Zach and some other guy. I'm just not sure how to bring it up or how to create that situation? I don't know of anyone, off hand, who I could ask to, you know, do it. Do you?"
"Not off hand, at the moment. But do you think jumping straight into a boy-girl-boy threesome is the easiest way to get Zach to go along? I mean, we are talking Zach here. Maybe we should find a way to ease him into it somehow. You know, don't scare the poor frightened rabbit right off the bat," Krystal joked.
I laughed so hard I almost spit soda out my nose when she said that. "I guess you're right," I responded. Picking up a French fry and using it like a pointer, I asked her, "So, do you have any ideas on how we can, as you say, ease him into it?"
"Luckily for you, my taste in classic erotic movies has some benefits. Did you ever watch 9 1/2 Weeks?"
"Yeah, I'm sure I did, but it was a long time ago," I replied.
"Do you remember the scene where Mickey Rourke has Kim Basinger dress up like a guy, you know, in a suit and tie, hat and even a fake mustache? Then he takes her out to a club, where the men there think they're gays and chase them. It was the Eighties after all. Anyway, I think it's also the scene where it's raining and they're on some stone steps somewhere and he half strips her and eats her pussy. I could be wrong about that last part, though," Krystal explained.
"I recall the scene in the rain on the steps. That was so freaking hot. I remember thinking I'd like to do that sometime," I confessed.
"Well, that's something we can definitely make happen sometime. But back to our boy Zach, why don't you try talking him into, like, a surprise role play night, where we'll dress like guys, you know, the whole deal, complete with our strap-ons. We'll get him naked. Maybe even restrain him just a bit. Oh, God, that thought just made me wet. Mmmm, anyway."
"Shhhh," I whispered as I reached across and put my finger to her lips. I slipped off my shoe and stretched my leg out, sliding my foot between her knees and under her skirt. She obediently spread her legs open, inviting me to continue. I snaked my foot along her bare thigh until my toes found her damp panties. Rubbing my big toe up and down along her moist slit, I watched as she closed her eyes and moaned softly. After a minute or so, I stopped and withdrew my foot.
"Just checking to see if you actually got wet," I joked.
