F4MM DDF was all it said.
I had to parse it out for myself. Yes, a female looking for two males. Didn't remember seeing that before.
Must be a shill.
Of course, I went into fantasy mode and my imagination took over. Maybe there was a chance it was real. I clicked the Heart icon and didn't think much more about it.
Later, I got a reply "I'm looking to have a threesome with two guys, send stats if you are interested."
I'm older so I subtracted a few years and smaller so I added a inch, and clicked Send. Still unconvinced I wasn't sending a note to some Eastern European guy.
"Okay, you're in" was the reply.
I had never had a threesome before. I had imagined what it would be like and it was one of my go-to porn searches but the opportunity had never come up. I mostly imagined two women but the two guy thing was pretty sexy too. There was one detail I needed to clear up.
"Question" I wrote back, "Are me and the other guy going to be on opposite corners of the bed?"
"Nope" was the reply. "It is my fantasy to watch two guys going at it."
"And it's 'The other guy and I'" she added.
I smiled, a shill wouldn't correct my grammar. Then I took a deep breath.
"Let me think about it" I wrote back.
I got a quick response. "Fine, but I've got lots of other guys interested."
I had never done anything like that before. I could not get it out of my fantasy filled head.
I like women. I look at women. I look at their bodies. When they are walking toward me I'm looking at how their jugs jiggle with every step and any hint of their nipples standing out. When they are walking away I'm looking at how their ass jiggles with every step and any hint of their panty lines standing out. If a skirt is swaying, I'm looking at it, especially if it is a breezy day. When they are getting out of a car, when they cross their legs, when they are climbing stairs, when they are bending over, I'm looking to get a millisecond long glimpse of their unmentionables. I undress women with my eyes.
I don't look at men.
I keyed 'bisexual' into a porn search. I found lots of clips but the pro stuff was fake, boring and predictable, the amateur stuff was poorly lit, at bad angles and low resolution. There seemed to be a difference between MMF and MFM but nobody was following it.
As usual, I started obsessing about it, clicking on every clip I could find.
I was getting turned on.
Finally, I screwed up some courage and replied "Let's do this."
"Cool" she replied.
She set something up for two weeks away. I decided I was going to hold off so I got pretty damn horny as the day approached. We were to meet at her apartment, she was going to arrange everything.
We had exchanged a few messages sharing our stories. She was divorced from her first love and didn't have many experiences to draw from when she fantasized. She said that she had started having the experiences she had dreamed about and to add this experience that would live on in her fantasies.
I told how I was separated and was halfhearted searching for a new love but hadn't connected with anyone yet. I told her I had't thought about anything bisexual until I started my recent porn search. It was going to be my first time with another guy.
It was going to be the first time for the other guy too.
I was greeted at her door with a cocktail and a little blue pill. The other guy was already there with a half finished drink. She was wrapped tightly in a towel, just out of the shower. He had showered too and was in a robe. My heart was beating faster with anticipation.
Her place was a one room apartment, a main room with table, chairs and a couch, with a separate bedroom. We exchanged pleasantries.
She handed me a towel and robe and pointed to the bathroom.
I hustled through a shower, dried off, and slipped on the robe.
She was sitting with the guy at a table and motioned for me to join them.
"Can we talk first?" She asked.
"Um, uh, sure." I said as I looked over at the other guy, he had a puzzled look too.
She said she found sexy stories the best way to get herself going. She said erotica turned her on more than any porn she had seen. She wanted to relate an example so we could see what she meant.
She told in exquisite detail the story of a recent lesbian experience. We listened in rapt attention, both of us squirming to hide bulges growing under our robes.
"See?" She said with a smile. "Now you try."
"Okay, I'll go" said the other guy and he related a story of a wild bachelor party, also sparing no detail.
Me and her... sorry... Her and I... no... She and I both squirmed a little and smiled.
I followed with a play-by-play story about a strip poker game from my college days that had turned into an orgy.
"See what I mean?" She asked.
I know I was aroused. The other guy must have been too because we both nodded our agreement.
"Okay, lets do this" she said as she got up from the table, grabbing the belts on our robes, tugging us toward the bedroom, two tents pointing the way.
She pulled us to the side of the bed and we sat down together with her sitting between us. She put a hand on each of our legs, then leaned in to give him a kiss, then me.
Her hands made a slow move up our legs. Then she ever slightly brushed her arms across our bulges. My heart was racing before, now it was really starting to pound. She started rubbing my bulge and then his as she alternated kissing us.
We both had our hands running up the inside of her thigh, stopped by the tightly wrapped towel at the top, then back down her thigh again.
Next she grabbed his hand and pulled it across to my bulge. I surged against the inside of the robe as he played with me.
My turn. I hesitated, took a deep breath, then I reached across and felt the bulge in his robe. It had a little wet spot.
As slowly as possible she tugs at the belts on our robes and pulls them open, with more arm brushing for good measure.
He was smaller, about my size, maybe he had added to his length too.
We were both bone hard, pulsing with anticipation.
She touched the tips, swirling two precum dribbles around with skill. Next, a glob of saliva on her fingers found the most sensitive spots. Deep wet kisses combined with slippery hand contact had us both breathing heavy.
She got up from the bed and took a few steps, still turned away from us. With a flip of her wrist the towel spiraled to the floor.
She was a a little chubby but good looking, she was shaped like a woman, curvy with big tits and wide hips. Zaftig. I guessed that she had subtracted a few years from her age.
Standing with her heels together she very slowly bent over at the waist to pick up the towel, lingering for a moment with her hands down at her ankles.
You know that thing? That little gap where a woman's legs make an ass out of themselves? What is that called?
We both angled our heads to get the best view.
She must have read our minds as she took a big step to widen her stance. Four eyebrows arched in unison. We both let out an audible "mmmm." She knew how to tease.
Back up again, she walked over to the bathroom, wiggling her hips on the way like women know how to do.
She had two dimples low on her back. I love those. No tattoos, love that too.
She tossed the towel and came back.
She had a nice entertainment center.
She gave her jugs a jiggle to bring our attention up there.
It was a little bit cool in the room.
I did not have to undress her with my eyes.
My member ached in anticipation.
She reached to give us a hand up, sat down on the bed and pulled us both closer. We were standing there with two erect members right in front of her. She reached around and grabbed my butt, digging her fingernails to pull me in. A look up at me and a smile, then she started with a few licks on my tip, and then took it all in her mouth. Someone must have taught her the most sensitive spots as she worked mine perfectly with her tongue while stroking with her hand.
Out of her mouth, she turned to him and looked up and smiled again. Nails dug into his butt cheek and soon he too was moaning.
She pulled me closer, our tips were now nearly touching as she worked them both with her tongue. My heart was pounding in anticipation.
Another look up and a smile, more digging as she pulled us both into her mouth, the slippery tip of mine was now sliding against his as she ravenously engulfed our two members. My unit was in a big sloppy saliva mess. I let out a grunt every time she hit the spot.
We both alternated between watching her in awe and tipping our heads back in ecstasy.
She pulled him down sitting next to her with me standing in front. They lingered for a minute kissing each other, then she grabbed me and pulled me in. I had two mouths eagerly working my member. One on the tip and one on the shaft, swapping back and forth. The best feeling was when they locked lips on both sides of my shaft and worked it in tandem. I had to stop them because it was getting me close.