When it all started, when it was fantasy, it seemed like a fun idea. I had been single for a while, I had some unresolved desires and I'm young. All this lead me to where I was now, standing at the door, waiting for strangers to answer my knocks. I had met them online and we had spent the last few months talking about our fantasies and such. I thought about this moment a million times, but never in my fantasies was I this nervous. The seconds ticked by like hours, and the thought of running off, getting in my car and forgetting this whole thing kept getting more and more enticing. I was on the verge of turning away when I heard the door lock click open.
The light from the living room spilled out as the door opened, a tall man standing before me. It was Steve, he looked like he did in his photos, but taller. He was a thicker older man, in his early 40's. He had a bit of a gut, but I didn't mind. He was fun to talk to and understood the fantasies I had. I smiled nervously at him and he extended his hand to shake mine. His hand was much larger than mine, strong and calloused. It was warm as it closed over my thin hand. He gave me the same light handshake everyone does. Something about my skinny frame makes people treat me a little too gently.
Steve invites me in. His house is warm, especially after being out in the cold winter air. Sitting on the couch is Steve's wife, Kara. She is a few years younger than Steve. She stands and embraces me. Her arms wrap around me, her warm body pressing against mine. She is very skinny like me, small breasts but nice hips. She lest go and we all sit down. They are on the couch across from me, sitting slightly apart from each other; staring at me with the same nervousness I felt pounding in my chest. We both sit in uncomfortable silence before Steve breaks the tension.
"You look nervous; I have something that may help." He says as he stands and walks into the kitchen. Kara reach down under the table and pulls out a small cigar box. She opens it up and pulls out a few items: a package of rolling papers, a small bag of marijuana and a lighter. When she opens the bag, the strong smell of quality marijuana fills the room. I smile at her and she smiles back. She pulls out a large bud and starts to break it down and roll it up. Steve walks back in with a plate in his hand. He sets it down on the table between us.
"Enjoy." He tells me, offering me one of the brownies on the plate. I can smell the weed in the brownies from where I was sitting. It was obviously the same stuff Kara was currently rolling into a joint. I took one of the brownies and started to eat it. It had that distinct flavor of weed brownies. It used to bug me, but I've grown quite accustom to the flavor of food products made with cannabis. I got a few bites down before I had a joint passed to me. I put down the brownie and put the joint to my lips. I inhaled the sweet smoke, that first rush of THC filling my brain. I was relaxed out of my apprehension in no time.
We spent the next ten minutes smoking and talking. Kara inhaled the last of the joint as I finished my brownie. I was feeling very relaxed and comfortable.
"Why don't you sit over here?" Steve asked, motioning to the spot between him and his wife. I got up and walked over to the couple and plopped down between them. I am pretty skinny, but they did not leave much room for me to squeeze in. I imagine being smashed together was intended. As I sat down, Steve's hand rested on my right thigh. It was strong and large, especially compared to my thin frame. Kara leaned over and started kissing my neck. Things were escalating very quickly.
Steve's hand moved up my thigh and my cock started to react. It was growing more erect with each passing moment. I closed my eyes as his hand got very close to my cock. I felt Kara's tongue massaging my neck as Steve reached his intended target. His hand traced the outline of my fully erect member. My hips started to shift in pleasure as his strong hand stroked me. Suddenly, I felt his mouth press against mine, the rough whiskers of his goatee scratching my face. I opened my mouth and let his tongue in. His mouth tasted like minty mouthwash. He moaned a bit as my tongue struck back, massaging his into submission.
His hand moved up and quickly undid my belt. His fingers moved swiftly to pull my pants off, then my boxers. My cock sprung free, and for a moment, I realized I was naked in front of strangers. I opened my eyes and saw both of them staring at my cock. They both dove in like hungry sharks attacking a prey. I felt both mouths slop over my cock. I feel two tongues dance all over my shaft and balls. Steve's whiskers tickled my balls as he works them with his mouth. Kara savored the flavor of my bulbous head.
I couldn't believe it; I had never had two people so enthusiastic to pleasure me orally. They moaned and grunted as they washed my groin with their mouths. Steve lifted my sac up and started licking my taint and down to my ass hole. I jumped as his strong tongue washed my tiny rim over and over again. Kara was balls deep swallowing my junk as her husband pleasured my little virgin hole. His strong hands lifted my leg up, giving him more access to lick me. I was losing myself in the pleasure; I barely noticed my orgasm come on. It was like dynamite exploding uncontrollably. My semen pumped into Kara's mouth. Steve licked more vigorously as my orgasm exploded. She took in pump after pump of hot, sticky liquid.
