Keanu

Sara and Simon sat beside each other on her bed.

It had been over a month since they had met, and Sara felt as if he had been part of her life forever. He made her feel safe, in a way no-one had ever done before, and in that safety her Great Aunt's challenge finally felt like something that she could explore.

It's time to ask him,

she thought

I mean, what's he going to say? 'No I don't like the idea?'

"Simon, remember how it felt when we were with Viv and Ed? I want that again. But this time I don't want it to be an accident. I want to do this utterly intentionally."

Simon looked into her eyes... but really there was no need for him to say anything, his dick hardening in her hand told her everything she needed to know.

"I want us to go onto that swinging website, and find someone that we can take to bed."

Simon moaned.

"So, are you imagining another woman now? Or another man?"

Simon could only choke his answer as Sara bent down and took his cock into her mouth. He could feel her lips and tongue playing with him, and realised that unless he did something he was going to cum very quickly indeed.

"If I tell you will you slow down a bit? I'd feel bad cumming so quickly."

Sara raised herself from him for a second.

"I don't care, really. I'm in the mood for your cum. So tell me or don't!"

Sara started to lick him again, running her tongue from the base of his cock to the very tip.  She had found that if she pulled his foreskin back the ridge around his glans was especially sensitive. She loved feeling that ridge under her tongue, and by giving it little flicks with the tip of the tongue whilst stroking his cock with her hand she could make him shiver with excitement.

Now he was groaning and arching his back, pushing the tip of his cock into her mouth. She was using her other hand on her clit, getting the rhythm that she loved, when she felt him starting to pulse.

"I'm going to cum in your mouth!"

Sara loved this feeling of control and power. Simon was her's, and when she did this he just couldn't help himself. His cock was spasming in her hand, and she could taste him emptying himself into her mouth, once, twice, three times.

She turned to him, smiling, a stray drip of cum dripping from her lips. Then she was kissing him, the taste of him on her tongue and now in his mouth.

Simon groaned and swallowed: "Thank you, Sara..."

"No problem. Now, shall we take a look on your laptop?"

xXx

The first task, it appeared, was to set up a profile. One that would help attract people, but which didn't promise things that Sara for one wasn't sure she was ready to deliver.

After some extensive discussion, Simon finally typed out their description:

Hi there. We are a couple in a loving and committed relationship. We are newbies to the site, wanting to start slow and see where it goes. Looking for emotionally smart people, also in loving relationships, who might want to come along...

We're mainly looking to meet couples for lots of fun who also feel that feeling comfortable and safety are paramount. We don't play separately.

If you are interested, we would probably start by meeting for a few drinks to see if there is a connection and then both couples can make a decision. We're looking for people that we find attractive both physically and personality wise.

Simon is tall and rediscovering his bisexuality. Genuinely likes women and men. Kissing is important.

"I like that you make it clear we come as a package," said Sara, "But why don't we change the beginning a bit. Make it from me... that will probably make it sound a bit more like we're doing it as a couple!"

"OK, sounds good to me: 'Hi there, this is Sara.' Does that work?"

"Perfect. Let's put it out there and see what happens!"

xXx

Two days later and the lack of activity on the site was beginning to get to Sara. Were they really that uninteresting?

Then it dawned on her. Most of the other profiles that Simon and her had explored had had photos. And their's didn't.

The good news was that not only did they have photos, but thanks to their first date they had amazing, professional photos.

She had seen some of the other photos on the site, and they ranged from the truly graphic to the softest of soft porn.

With couples she noticed that pictures of the men were frequently absent, or limited to something she thought of as

Hard cock stage left

.  She was determined that they would use pictures of both of them, and that they would be from the tamer (or, she hoped more artistic) end of the selection that Viv had taken.

The others were ones that she would keep for when she needed some personal inspiration.

The first picture she chose was one she wasn't certain about. She was leaning into the camera, still wearing her lingerie. Her smile was visible, as was her hair, but nothing else to indicate who she was.

She showed it to Simon: "Too tame?"

"God, no! That looks like you're crawling up the sofa towards the photographer. Anyone who looks at that is going to imagine themselves lying back on the bed, and a very very hot Sara climbing up towards them to fuck their brains out!"

"Hold that thought for later!  And how about this one for the two of us?"

The second picture was taken from behind Simon. He was naked, and Sara couldn't help but stare at his legs and arse. One hand was at his side, and the other was - presumably - holding his cock, even though this wasn't visible. She could remember just how good it had looked, and she ought to: on the chaise-longue in the background, subtly out of focus, she could see her own form draped seductively. Clearly the seductive part had worked well.

"Yes, that's good. I don't even mind how I look in that one.  But how about we have something a little more risque for the last one?"

"I'm not sure. I don't want Anything too crude."

Simon looked through the photos that Viv had taken. He couldn't help but come back to the final photo.

"How about this one? It's a bit more explicit than the others, but it's still not

really

showing anything."

Sara looked at the picture.  She was kneeling in front of Simon, his cock fairly obviously in her mouth, although her face was mostly hidden by her hair. Her arse was towards the camera and her panties were very visibly wet. Simon was arching his back, on the very point of cumming in her mouth, if she remembered correctly.

It was filthy. But it was also very sexy, and surprisingly discreet.

"Yes, that will do, I think."

xXx

Now the likes were flooding in, almost too many to deal with.

"Almost 100 likes on that photo of you! Although I'm still down at 12 likes..."

"Stop feeling jealous, Simon. And look at the number of straight men who liked you! I'm not so sure..."

This time as they sat together they had decided to look through the profiles of some of the people who had liked their photos. They had agreed there was no pressure. Even if they found someone they both liked, and even if they decided to meet them, either Sara or Simon could call the whole thing off simply by mentioning

strawberries

.

The first couple they looked at were pretty, but their profile was a bit lacking in detail:

New to the site will update soon, looking forward to sharing our adventures

"Well that's not selling it to me! What do you think, Sara?"

"Noooo, let's keep looking. Next"

Young professional couple seeking to expand our horizons x

"They

are

hot. But they're really young. In their 20s."

"That's too young for me. How about we look at some of the bisexual men for you, Simon?  That could be a lot of fun..."

"How about this one?

Jim1973

... he's liked both of our photos, and said you looked hot..."

Here to meet women/mf couples for adventures, explore fantasies and generally have a fun time.

Ideally would like to meet someone for regular fwb.

I am polite, clean and always shower fresh before a meet.

Simon looked at the pictures. He liked the look of the man's arse. Smooth, and definitely attractive. But then there were the dick pics. So many of them.

"His dick is nice. But I don't need to see it a hundred times... let's move on."

"OK, how about

hornyboy24

? He's definitely fit."

Hornyboy24 was lightly muscled, and seemed to know when enough was enough. A picture of him leaning back in some tight fitting trunks that left very little to the imagination certainly did it for Simon.

"I can see you getting a little excited there - maybe we have a hit.  Let's read his profile!"

Hey - thanks for visiting...First off - yes - I'm married.  I'm on here to share stories of adventures and naughtiness with others (guys and girls)

"No" they chorused.

"Definite no for me," said Simon, "No way am I getting involved with someone who is cheating..."

"Well we don't know that for sure. Maybe she is giving him permission... but yes, not my thing at all."

"Bugger, why is there always something?"

"Well how about

LittleBoPeep

?"

Sara had clicked on a photo that suggested that LittleBoPeep was being a little self deprecating. He had a penis that Sara could honestly say was beautiful, without being intimidating.  He also had a penchant for arty black and white photos that made the most of his lean figure. And his face...

"I guess we better read his profile and work out what's wrong with him."

Hi all u horny peeps, I'm an easy going slim & sexy SINGLE male looking to meet happy & horny couples/singles for adult fun and games. Willing to assist in fulfilling your sexual fantasies and desires - love role play - just try me

"Actually, I think he might be the one?  And doesn't he look a little like...?"

xXx

Sara had no idea that a hotel bar would be so busy at 4pm on a Thursday afternoon.

"It must be because it's London," said Simon, "I can't imagine this in Bradford."

"I can't imagine any of this in Bradford!"

Nervously Sara clasped Simon's hand and scanned the bar again. The carefully arranged sofas and tables seemed to be designed to balance between a high-end coffee shop and the kind of place you might meet your girlfriends for a glass of prosecco -- if those were the sort of girlfriends you had.

They had, just, managed to grab a sofa and chair combo towards the back of the bar, having already checked in an hour ago.

Sara was sure she had been blushing as she reached for the room key, but if so the receptionist hadn't noticed. Or perhaps she was just used to people using the hotel for illicit trysts. That's what this was, wasn't it?

Well hardly illicit. After all, Simon was clearly her boyfriend, and Keanu... well he was a consenting adult.

If he turned up.

"What if he doesn't come? What if he's chickened out?"

"Well in that case I will take you back to our room and ravish you myself," murmured Simon. "But he will be here. I mean you saw his reaction to your photos."

Sara couldn't help blushing. When they had been chatting to Keanu on the site there had come a time when photos needed to be exchanged. There had to be an attraction after all. And when Simon had sent the photo of her tied to the door of the bedroom, in black bra, panties and stockings, the return photo of Keanu in just his shorts, but with a very evident erection had made her more excited than was reasonable.

It was Simon who had come up with the name Keanu. It wasn't his real name, any more than they were James and Jessica, but it suited his look. And Keanu was now, officially, late.

Finally, across the crowd of well-dressed early office leavers and late afternoon coffee drinkers, she saw him. He was dressed in a nice pair of jeans and a blue shirt. A good blend of casual and smart that she liked.

She glanced to Simon and saw him smiling too -- that was a good omen.

Sara waved and Keanu came their way, sitting on the chair that faced them. He looked nervous, and she was secretly glad that she wasn't the only one.

"Hi there Keanu -- you look just like you did in your photos!"

"Well hopefully not just like I did..." there was definitely a blush there, "Or at least, not yet..."

That brought a laugh from Simon "I'm so glad I'm not the only one finding this slightly unnerving, and a bit weird."

"No, it definitely is," Keanu had a faint home-counties accent, but it seemed to fit well with the location, and his demeanour. "This is the first time I've actually met up with anyone, and, well, you two are everything I could have hoped for.  You do hear horror stories."

"I can imagine. I'm glad you like what you can see of us. It took Sar -- I mean Jessica about an hour to choose her lingerie and dress."

"And don't let Si -- James fool you either. He was pacing up and down like a death-row prisoner..."

"But here we all are.  Keanu, would you like a drink?"

"Keanu?"

"Oh. Yes," now it was Sara's turn to blush, "It's just our nickname -- with your shirt off you did bear a passing resemblance, and we both found that quite hot. So it sort of stuck."

This brought a shy smile from Keanu. "I guess I will stick with that, then."

The requested drink -- a gin and tonic -- arrived soon enough, and the conversation flowed smoothly. This was far better than Sara had hoped for. There was no obvious red-flag, and although the bar meant their conversation had to stay PG, there was enough flirtation between all three of them that she didn't feel the need to use the codewords that would tell Simon it was off.

After about half an hour, Sara decided it was time to take the initiative. "So, Keanu, before you arrived James and I decided we needed to have some codewords ready -- just in case you weren't what we were hoping for... I was going to mention something about strawberries..."

"I haven't heard any mention of them until now."

"No. You haven't. So what do you and James think?  Shall we go upstairs?"

The walk to the room from the elevator was one of the longest Simon could remember.

His heart was racing, and despite the anticipation thrilling through him he wasn't sure he could have done this if it wasn't for Sara holding his hand. When he got to the door he could barely get the card to work, but at last they were inside.

Sara sat down on the bed, and Simon sat beside her. Keanu took the armchair on the other side of the room.

"So," he said, "What made you choose me? I'm sure there must have been lots of people who would have wanted to meet you."

"That's half the problem, there are too many. But so few have any subtlety -- and very few had any sign of a sense of humour. It's all 'send pics' and 'I will make you scream'... so very dull."

Simon agreed: "Obviously we wanted to find someone we both liked -- and someone who was bisexual... or in your case at least bi-curious.  Jessica really wants to see me and a man having fun."

"And that's me?"

"Yes, it is."

"It sounds like this is your first time too. I guess that means none of us really know what happens now?"

"Well I can tell you what happens right now," said Sara, "I'm going to pop to the toilet, and whilst I'm gone you two should get to know each other a little more."

As the door to the bathroom closed, Simon gestured to Keanu.  "I guess you should come over here then?" Keanu walked across and sat down beside Simon. Their hands touched, and then Keanu put his other hand on the back of Simon's head and pulled his mouth onto his own.

Simon could feel the slight stubble on Keanu's face, so different from a woman. Simon's hands were roaming across Keanu's chest, and he could feel his excitement rising. He closed his eyes and leaned into Keanu, when suddenly he felt Keanu give a start.

His eyes opened and he saw that Keanu was staring over his shoulder. He turned his head to see what he could possibly be looking at.

There, framed in the bathroom door, wearing only her heels and black lingerie, stood Sara.

"I've waited a long time to say this: hello boys."