After we repaired our relationship with Karen (who moved away not long thereafter), foursomes started to happen more frequently at our apartment. And one of us walking in on the other two of us fucking and joining in was happening more and more frequently. Usually, either I, Tina or Delilah would show up with some chick and have a great time, but sometimes we all showed up with random chicks and had a great time! Sometimes we just had a great time with the three of us. Either way, it was a great time!
One night, we were bidding farewell to some nameless skeezer who we had all befouled. As she was walking down to her ride with my cum festering inside her, running out of her and permanently staining her clothing, the three of us were in the living room, drinking beers and watching TV. We weren't really watching, we were using it for background noise and talking shit about every single person on the screen. Either way, we started talking about the chick who had just left the apartment.
"What was her name again?" I asked.
"I don't remember!" Said Delilah. "Tina brought her home!"
"I don't remember her name either!" Laughed Tina.
"Oh," I said. "Well whatever, she had a really nice asshole. Her asshole actually tasted like pink Holly Brancher candy!"
"Dude...spot on!" said Delilah. "I was trying to figure out where I knew that flavor from!"
"Do you think she shoved one up her ass so it would taste better???" I asked, causing a roar of laughter throughout the room.
And then Delilah said, "So Dick, when do we get to bring some more dicks up in here?"
Tina just looked over at me with that sly smirk of hers, waiting for an answer. I was a little caught off guard by the question, but I only had to think about it for a couple seconds before answering.
"I mean..." I uttered. "Whenever you want, I guess!"
"Really?" Said Tina, seemingly surprised by my openness.
"Yeah, I mean, you're both into men, so why would we only have women over?" I said, logically.
"Because you're not into men," Said Tina.
"I'm not," I said. "BUT I also only have one dick and I know you sluts probably want more than that, right?"
They both looked at each other and bit their lips.
At this time, I realized that Delilah was out there fucking a bunch of guys all the time, because that's what she was doing when she came into this three way relationship with Tina and I. However, although we were now non-monogamous, Tina and I still had not yet participated in anything sexual without one another since the start of our new arrangement and we weren't sure if we were supposed to because we never explicitly talked about it. In fact, I hadn't given that any thought whatsoever because I was plenty satisfied with being able to fuck Tina, Delilah and whoever they brought over. I never stopped to notice that they had only been bringing women over or that two out of three of us had still not branched out from beyond our 3-way relationship to fuck other people. But Delilah was going to make sure we got all that cleared up right now.
"Wait," said Delilah, with a devious smile on her face as she scooted in closer to Tina on the couch. "So you don't mind seeing another man fuck your precious Tina?" She asked as she pulled one of Tina's breasts out of her tank top and started sucking it.
I walked over, standing next to the couch, pulled out her other breast, sucked on it a little bit and said, "...there's only one way to find out." Tina and Delilah both smiled at that. They were making a lot of "ooohh" and "mmm" type sounds.
I acted like it was an idea I had to warm up to but in all honesty, I had a curiosity, if not a fetish in my head that wasn't yet fully realized. The thought of watching Tina and/or Delilah get fucked by someone else actually turned me on more than I would have admitted verbally. Not just watching, but participating on various levels. Watching without participating would be torture for me.
In all honesty, the curiosity was always there. Ever since I was old enough to buy my own porn, I'd been curating my sexual tastes. And because I disavowed taking cues from society about what I should or should not be into at a young age, I only followed my instincts which led me to having rather unusual taste for a straight guy. For instance, I loved watching women eat men's assholes (however many men were in the scene, the more the merrier) and thinking about making out with the woman after she had eaten all those assholes is a thought that made me cum INSTANTLY, every time I masturbated to it. I also really preferred the way the women in porn movies looked at the end of the scene, rather than the beginning: skin shining, covered in sweat and cum, makeup smeared, hair all wet and messy, holes gaping and seeping.
When the part of the scene would come, where the actress would show off how much cum was in her mouth right before swallowing, my instincts told me, that's when you're supposed to wrap your arm around her and start making out with her or let her eat your ass! But none of the men in the films ever did that and it would confuse me. Certainly, if there was a scene like this in EVERY porno I ever saw, I couldn't be the only straight guy who had these thoughts. Maybe I was.
And then of course, the next thought would be, "I wonder what I gotta do to find myself in a situation like that in real life!" And thus, a fantasy was born. But now, I realized I actually had found that situation in real life, only in real life it was now an option for this fantasy to become my NORM. Did I want that in real life? Why wouldn't I want that?
Because I hadn't tried it yet...
I sometimes thought back to that night at Jason and Jeff's house when I got a boner off watching Jessica walk by me with my cum oozing out of her ass after we fucked in the bathroom. I thought about how much that turned me on. However weird it was, however gross it was, it made my dick rock solid when I allowed myself to think about it. And it spiderwebbed into several other fantasies I had yet to speak on - fantasies involving "used" women (women who had just been fucked by someone else, or maybe several someone else's) and sharing them with other men in very, very close quarters. I had fantasies about some mystery man pulling his cock out of Tina's pussy, semen squirting out of her, splashing onto my stomach as she aimed her pussy at me and me immediately inserting my cock inside her. I had fantasies where I would lick other men's cum off of her skin. There were fantasies where guys jerked off on her while I was fucking her. I frequently fantasized about fucking her while she ate other guys' asses. It's just that, in every fantasy, every other guy looked like some version of myself. So I wasn't convinced I could go through with any of that in real life.
And I wasn't eager to talk about it because I felt it was a little gay and I wasn't quite comfortable with that. It didn't seem worthwhile to take on a whole new label and lifestyle based on a kink or a fetish. Be that as it may, however, the visual in my mind of Tina and Delilah surrounded by dicks, eating man ass and/or covered in cum was hot as fuck. Picturing them all used up by other men, holes loosened with cum all over them, made me really horny. Naturally, it was only a matter of time before my discomfort gave way to my curiosity. Whenever that day was to come, I didn't think it would be so shocking to Tina or Delilah (especially Delilah). After all, when we had sex, I would usually fuck them again right after cumming inside them and would almost always suck my cum out of their pussies and/or assholes. Had they never had a second thought about that? Or was that more normal/common than me and my boys would talk about with one another?
Depends on who you ask, I suppose.
