This is my first time writing this sort of story, hopefully you like it. Any feedback in the comments is very much appreciated.
Me and my girlfriend had been together for a number of years. I suppose you could call us 'childhood sweethearts' but now in our mid 20s, life was starting to come at us fast with family expecting us to settle down and start a family. At the moment though, that didn't seem to be something we were ready for. Due to COVID, we'd spent a lot of time apart and whenever we did manage to get some time together, the sex was great. We never used protection, and always relied on my pull out game being strong. We'd only ever been with each other so there was no concerns on that front about any nasty infections.
Hannah was perfect to me. I was around 6ft 3 and would class myself as quite stocky. I would say my cock would fall into the category of average, somewhere between 6 or 7 inches when hard. Hannah on the other hand was gorgeous. She was petite, long black hair, perfectly sized small tits and an ass to die for. I tried many times to get myself in that ass but she was having none of it.
We mainly spent a lot of time apart due to COVID, my girlfriend Hannah was classed as vulnerable due to asthma and therefore shielded throughout the majority of the lockdown. We both worked for the same organisation but I was still required to work on site so rather than risk bringing COVID home, I moved back in with my parents.
As I mentioned earlier, we had no problem with our sex life. It was the kind of relationship you always dreamt of. Coming home from work to your girlfriend dressed in sexy lingerie and she would immediately drop to her knees and suck my cock till it exploded in her mouth. She would then stay dressed in the lingerie for the rest of the evening before I got horny again and I would fuck her all over the house, making her cum numerous times before exploding again myself. Although I can't claim to make her orgasm every time, I did my best each time.
I don't know whether all guys do this, but I always used to fantasise about watching Hannah with another man. Watching her face as another man ploughed her from behind whilst she was resting in between my legs. I would never voice that opinion to her though, just in case she thought I was weird. I was the only person she'd ever had sex with, and I knew she could experience bigger and better cocks if she wanted to and I was okay with that.
Although I said I would never bring it up, one day I was just far to horny and it came out whilst she was sucking me off. We had this thing going during the lockdown where I would do my best not to jack myself off and save myself for when I would finally get sometime with Hannah. This time we were approaching 3 weeks since I'd last came and fuck me was I horny. She was very good at torturing me, she knew that any sort of prolonged stimulation and I would blow my load.
So she used to take her time, she'd massage my body, and then would work my cock over time. This time though, she was making it last longer than ever. Whenever I reached for my cock, she would slap my hand away. Eventually she began to slowly work my cock, using her tongue just to gently lick up and down my shaft and gently working the head. I've got the perfect view of her ass pointing directly in the air which was made to look even better with the cheekies that she was wearing. Every time I think I'm about to cum, she stops and starts to tease me again and that's when I said it.
I reached over and grabbed a handful of her ass and said, 'Fuck, I bet you wish you were getting fucked as well right now, don't you?'
She stopped teasing me and slowly began to stroke my cock whilst she was looking up at me, 'is that something you think I want? Or something you want to see?'
After she said that, I felt the warmth of her mouth surrounding my cock and within a matter of seconds I quickly began to cum. Spurt after spurt filled Hannah's mouth and then my chest and torso as I came more than I ever had before. Afterwards, we didn't discuss what I said until later that night when we were getting ready for bed.
'You didn't answer my question earlier?' Hannah said as I was getting into bed.
'What question?' I replied.
'The one about me being fucked by someone else.'
I started to blush, 'I can't lie and say I've never thought about it. But yeah, I imagine it would be very hot to watch. Have you ever thought about it?'
'I hadn't until now,' she said. 'But when you said it, I was incredibly turned on. Maybe it's something to consider? But it would have to be someone be both trust.'
I agreed and we eventually turned over to sleep.
A couple of months had gone by and thankfully the world was beginning to return to normal. Since the night where I admitted I'd like to see another man fuck Hannah, we hadn't discussed it. Bars and restaurants were reopening and people were able to go about their daily lives without worrying about a mask as restrictions had been lifted. It also meant that people were returning to the office more, which meant seeing people who I hadn't seen for a long time.
One of my closest friends at work was Claire. She was an attractive woman who was just a year older than me. She had long blonde hair, and had small tits and a small ass. Claire had also recently got the tattoo bug and now had 4 in total. All within the space of a year. You could clearly tell she looked after her health and her body and I knew she did from the countless times she told me I should take up yoga.
We'd worked together from years, both starting at a similar time and were thrown together on numerous shifts which was why we were so close. We'd often get together outside of work when we could pre COVID, and we'd often bring our partners which meant I'd met a couple of Claire's boyfriends but she'd recently split up with Adam and was now back on internet dating. I'd never looked at Claire as anything more than a friend and she got on really well with Hannah which was amazing as it didn't feel like I was hiding anything.
Me and Claire were having a good catch up over lunch one day. She was filling me on all the failed dates she'd had through Tinder and the amount of random dick pics she'd been sent. I was starting to feel bad for Claire, she deserved much better than a Tinder date gone wrong. Me and Hannah were always hoping she would find someone she could settle down with. Towards the end of lunch she was showing me some photos of her cats (she was cat crazy) and showing me things she'd been up to over summer and at the end there was a photo of a dog.
'Oh my god! This is my new friend, Spike!' She seemed really excited to tell me about this dog.
I was a dog person so I was quite excited that I would have a dog to steal for walks. 'Shit, when did you get a dog?'
'I haven't', she said with a twinkle in her eye and a smirk on her face. 'He belongs to Ben.... a guy I've been seeing.'
'That's amazing! I'm so pleased for you! Tinder really worked out for you.' I said laughing.
'Well it didn't actually.'
'Oh, so go on then, tell me about it?'
'Well I was actually at a wedding last month for a family member but a lot of my old school friends were there and I eventually got chatting to the best man...' This made me laugh even more, nothing like a typical hooking up with the best man story.
Claire slapped my arm when I laughed. 'It's not like that at all... he was actually friends with someone I went to school with and I knew of him from the same friendship group. After the wedding we got chatting and we've been seeing each other for over a month.'
