"So that was the only time you were with two guys?" Max inquired. A few days ago I told him I had been with both Terri and Tommy at the same time. He knew I dated other people since he had moved away, but we hadn't shared any details of our time apart. Max and I reconnected and moved in together. We were blissfully happy and continued to look for ways to keep sex spicy, so one night I shared some details from being with Terri and Tommy. Max was extremely curious and excited about it.
"That wasn't the end of that story...." I told him as he was slowly pumping his cock in and out of me, doggy style.
"Oh really," he inquired, "there's more? Tell me." He reached around to stroke my clit.
He didn't usually talk much during sex. Dirty requests and observations yes, but this seemed almost conversational. Is that what happened when sex with someone became comfortable?
"Where did I leave off?..." I asked, knowing damn well he thought both guys came from Terri fucking me from behind while I sucked Tommy's cock.
"Oh yea, Tommy was enjoying my tongue," I said and immediately felt Max's cock twitch inside me, "and Terri was still pumping me from behind."
"Like this?" Max said, increasing his thrusts.
"Yes," I moaned, "but then I wanted Tommy's cock inside me," I admitted, "I don't know why I had that thought because I never thought about fucking him. Really. Not even once, but at that moment, I wanted his cock to fill me up. When I asked them, they both agreed."
"So what did you do?" Max asked, wanting to hear more; this really excited him.
"I removed my mouth from Tommy's cock and straightened up. I pulled Tommy down to his knees in front of me, so we were all on our knees. I turned my head back to Terri behind me to make sure he was okay with it," I said, straightening up and doing the same to Max. His hard cock was still inside me. He was totally okay with listening to another story. The last time we had story time like this, sex was quite explosive.
"I went to kiss Terri, like this," I said, reaching my arm back to pull Max towards my lips, "and then I felt Tommy's tongue lick right up between my pussy lips."
"Mmmm," Max said, sliding his finger up my clit.
"Mmmm," I moaned, "and Terri reached around to my nipple and..." Max squeezed my nipple, and I sucked in my breath, letting my head fall back on his shoulder.
"Like this?" Max said, as his lips touched my ear.
"Yes, baby," I said, lost in how good this felt. I could have cum right then, but I wanted to finish the story.
"And then..." Max said, still pumping his cock in me.
"Then Tommy brought his face to mine and we kissed, for the first time," I explained, "except unlike most first kisses, he could taste his cock on my lips, and I tasted my pussy on his." Max increased his pumping at that description. He loved when we tasted each other.
"I leaned closer to Tommy, and Terri's cock slipped out of me," I said, as I leaned forward and Max's cock also came out of me.
"Oh," Max groaned with disappointment.
I turned around to face Max, while both of us were still on our knees on the bed.
"Then Tommy slid his cock into me," I said, waiting for Max to do the same. Thankfully he did.
"Like this?" Max asked.
"Oh yes!" I screamed and I was having trouble catching my breath. Just like the first time Tommy fucked me.
"And then..." I said, pushing forward so I could get on top of Max as I had Tommy, "I slid my pussy all the way on his hard cock. Like this," I said, doing the same to Max.
"Oh!" he screamed, and I knew he was close. Me too.
"And I rode Tommy...like..." I tried to describe, but my clit was hitting the base of Max's cock. I had no way to hold back my orgasm, nor did I want to. I rocked on top of him until I felt his cock stiffen inside me, and his orgasm pulsed against my continuing waves.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Max screamed until his cock started to soften. I laid on top of him for a minute listening to our wild hearts calm down.
"I love you," I said, wanting him to know he was my everything. Max and I had sex twice so far to the memory of me and my former lovers. Even though it was hot as fuck, I didn't want him to doubt how I felt for him.
"I love you too, baby," he replied and we slept peacefully entwined together all night.
I loved it when the work week was behind us so we could enjoy our weekends. Morning sex was always the best way to start a weekend day, of course. After that, hopefully, some relaxing in bed and more sex! I just couldn't get enough of Max, and it sure seemed like he felt the same. Now that we lived together, we had plenty of time to explore more sexually.
On this Saturday morning, as we laid in bed chatting, our conversation finally got around to our new favorite addition to sex, storytime.
"So, is it weird that your stories this week excited me?" Max asked.
"No way, baby!" I said, "I was worried you'd think I was weird for being with two guys."
"I've never known a girl who did that," he said, "Well, maybe I did, but no one ever told me they did. I always just thought it was two girls in the three-way that made it exciting, but it seems like adding a man could be just as exciting."
"It was exciting," I admitted.
"Does it make regular sex not as exciting?" he rightfully wondered aloud.
"Definitely not!" I reassured him, "I love sex with you in all the ways you've ever wanted to explore. I hope our explorations continue for a long time." Hint, hint, I thought, hoping he'd want to make me his forever.
"Ok," he said, "I would just never want to hold you back from anything you want to do."
"You, nor anyone else, will get in my way from whatever I want to do," I said confidently now. I loved what we had, but if there came a time I didn't want it anymore, I knew I'd be able to go get what I did want. For now, Max was everything I needed. If I needed a little something more to push me over the edge, I had my memories. Although it made me wonder if Max would ever consider another man joining us for sex, so I asked.
"Would you let another man join us?" I ventured.
"Before this week," he admitted, "definitely no. But after this week, I'm curious as hell."
Now I felt like I had to come clean. I had to tell him it wasn't an isolated event. I hadn't even finished the first story where they both filled me with their cocks. Shit. Was he ready for this? I hoped so.
"Baby," I said nervously, "I never finished my story."
"There's more?" he wondered, and I saw his eyes light up. Storytime did really excite him.
"Yes," I said, snuggling next to him still naked in bed, "while I was fucking Tommy, Terri was behind me. When his hand caressed my ass, his finger slid along my asshole and I liked it."
"Ohhh," Max said, knowing where I was going with this.
"I told Terri I liked when he did that, but he wasn't sure what to do," I explained, "so Tommy told him what to do."
"Tommy had his cock in you and was telling your boyfriend what to do to your ass?" Max asked, amazed.
"Yes," I admitted.
"Fucking hot, baby," he said, as his cock started to get hard.
"I thought so," I agreed with a giggle, "then Tommy told Terri to lick his fingers and ease them in one at a time."
"Did it hurt?" Max asked.
"Surprisingly no," I said, "I think if you do it slowly it just relaxes. Have you ever?"
