Addition by Subtraction
My wife and I are kinky swingers. Scratch that. My wife is a swinger with a kinky side. I'm a kinkster with a swinging side. Or so I thought.
When swinging, we usually meet single males. Most of the time they play with her and I watch. She plays the role of Hotwife and I'm her cuckold.
Sometimes, I get to join in. Not in a typical way though. We tried a threesome with another man once and it quickly became a twosome.
My wife is a self described slut. She enjoys variety. She prefers something new and shiny. When it's me and another man in the bedroom, she always goes for him.
So, when I do get to join in, I'm supplying an extra mouth. Not an extra cock. Sometimes on her, sometimes on him, sometimes on both. When we're playing with a single male, my little guy doesn't get to play.
It's different with couples. We've met a few couples who were only interested in a MFF threesome. We always offer that as an option. But few take us up on it.
Most couples want a foursome. The lady wants strange cock. The man wants strange pussy. It's heteronormative and kind of boring for a kinkster. But I enjoy getting an opportunity to please a lady especially with my tongue.
That being said, I have performance anxiety, performance issues, erectile dysfunction. And that's reared its ugly head with all of the couples we've met with. I've even taken medication before and still had issues. So I don't think it's physical. It's mental. Performance issues breed performance anxiety.
And my wife doesn't help with that. Don't get me wrong, she's very understanding and supportive on one of those rare occasions I have ED with her.
But it bothers her when I disappoint someone else with my performance issues. She doesn't try to be mean. She just can't help hiding her emotions. And I don't want her to. Honesty and transparency are crucial to both of us.
With the couple we just met, I was especially nervous. The husband Eric was so cool and respectful. The wife Carrie was the most beautiful women we'd met for potential play.
As per normal, we met them at a restaurant first exchanging conversation over drinks and appetizers. We liked them. They liked us. And then we left with the promise of arranging a future play date.
When he messaged me two days later asking when we might be available to come to their place, I told him we were free on Saturday the following week. After confirming that date worked for them, he told me they were both enamored with my wife, Emily.
I asked if that meant they only wanted to play with her. His response was simple and direct, "Everybody plays."
I was both excited and nervous. The last thing I wanted was to disappoint Carrie with my performance issues.
Fortunately, I had a doctor's appointment, a physical already scheduled for the following Monday. My doctor gave me a script for a different ED medication. I was eager to try it out that night, but my wife was too tired for sex.
The following night, I took that little blue pill and let it do its thing while l lapped up her juices and licked her clit to orgasm. By the time I was finished, I felt 19 again.
My erection was as full and rigid as I ever remembered it being. She appreciated the nine orgasms she got from it so much, she even allowed me to cum.
After that, I felt certain both women would be fully satisfied when we met for our upcoming play date.
Saturday, I popped another pill right when we pulled into their driveway. We went inside, they offered us drinks, we sat in their living room, and we all chatted for a bit.
As my wife was telling a story I'd heard multiple times, I looked over at Carrie in her lovely blue sundress and started to feel something stirring between my legs. I knew the medicine was working. And I also knew I was about to turn over a new leaf.
There would be no performance anxiety this time around. I would satisfy her with my tongue. If she wanted to suck me, I'd be fully aroused while she did. And when it was time for intercourse I would give her multiple orgasms just like I regularly gave my wife.
And after this night, I wouldn't need to worry about performance issues anymore. Success breeds confidence. Once I successfully satisfied Carrie, I would be confident in my ability to satisfy any future women we play with.
Fortunately, soon after my wife finished her story, Eric suggested we make our way to the bedroom.
When we got into their bedroom, Carrie and I stood at the foot of the bed and watched as Eric slipped off Emily's dress.
He took a moment to admire her lingerie before kissing her passionately. He caressed her breasts through her lacy black bra. Their lips were still locked when he reached behind her with one arm and masterfully unfastened her bra.
I felt a tinge of inadequacy because I struggle to unclasp her bra with both hands if I can't see the clasps. When Eric freed Emily's large breasts, both he and Carrie moaned at the sight of them.
He leaned down, cupped her left breast as he licked and sucked her nipple. Then he did the same with her other breast before grabbing her by the shoulders and playfully shoving her onto the bed.
He stared into Emily's eyes as he slowly removed his shirt. I glanced over at Carrie whose eyes were glued to her husband as she licked her lips.
When he revealed his tattooed chest and slim torso, Emily cooed, "Sex-eee."
"Isn't he?" Carrie mused with pride.
He looked around the room with a big smile when he realized everyone's eyes were on him. He made a show of removing his jeans and revealing his boxer briefs.
He pointed to his sizable bulge and teased, "Are you all ready for the big reveal?"
"Always!" Carrie replied.
"Uh-huh," Emily agreed.
When he pulled out his cock, Emily gasped, "Oh my. What a marvelous cock!"
"It's the best," Carrie stated.
I felt like a fourth wheel in a threesome. But I could also plainly see how much bigger he was than me.
Eric slipped off Emily's panties and stared at her freshly shaved mound. Then Carrie moved to get a better view of Emily's pussy and began to undress. Nobody paid me any mind as I followed Carrie's lead and removed my clothes.
When Eric climbed up on the bed and buried his face between Emily's thighs, he had her moaning with delight in seconds.
I was eyeing up the curves of Carrie's beautiful naked body, the single pink labia curling out from her camel toe and those perky c cup breasts, as I saw her licking her lips.
"Is that how you'd like us to start? With me licking you?" I asked in the sexiest tone I could muster.
She looked at me with a puzzled expression as if she forgot I was even there. Realizing my clothes were off, she eyed me up. I thought I saw an expression blending disappointment with disgust when her eyes met my crotch.
"Um..." she trailed off looking at what was happening on the bed. "Would you mind if I join them. I want to taste her pussy, too."
"Oh, okay," I nodded red faced.
I drooled while watching her petite bubble butt as she turned her back on me, stepped away, and climbed onto the bed to join her husband. She lay next to him and placed her arm around his shoulders.
He turned to her and smiled, "Oh, hello."
They kissed. It was evident they had shared the scent and taste of Emily's pussy when Carrie said, "Now I want to taste that pussy firsthand."
"What do you say?" Eric asked Emily. "Is it okay if I share your pussy with my wife?"
"Absolutely," Emily replied.
My wife's thigh blocked my view of what Carrie was doing to her pussy, but Eric saw it all up close. After a while he joined his wife and they licked my wife's pussy in tandem.
"Oh my," Emily moaned. "That feels so nice. I didn't even know it was possible to have two tongues on my pussy at the same time."
It had to be a difficult feet and didn't last much longer. When they both pulled their heads away a little, Emily pleaded, "Is it my turn now?"
"To suck my cock or lick her pussy?" Eric asked.
"Please suck his cock," I thought. I had been eagerly waiting to lick Carrie for what seemed like an eternity.
"I'm excited to suck you but I want to taste her first," Emily clarified.
I frowned. The word sloppy has a pretty negative connotation. And I don't think there's such a thing as sloppy seconds regarding intercourse. A hole might be better lubricated and a little less tight than normal. But penetrating it still feels amazing. And it's an opportunity to experience different sensations.
But I've licked a pussy second before. And it's sloppy. The natural flavor and aroma is replaced with the smell and taste of someone else's saliva. Which is fine when kissing a mouth. But it's not what I'm expecting or want when I go down on a pussy.
Yet, I couldn't be too jealous of my wife. I got to taste her all the time. She rarely got to lick pussy. So, if I had to deal with her sloppy seconds, I wouldn't mind.
When she first licked Carrie, she immediately stated in delight, "You taste so good."
"Oh, so did you," Carrie replied.
As Emily licked away, Eric got up on his knees and placed his cock next to Carrie's shoulders. She leaned over slightly and eagerly took him into her mouth, moaning as she did.
As I watched her pretty face sucking him expertly, my throbbing penis couldn't wait for a chance to feel what his was feeling.
My envy of him became more pronounced after awhile when my wife looked up at them and asked, "Can I try that, too?"
"Sure," Eric laughed.
Emily rolled herself up and Eric took her place in the middle of the bed. She lay with her arms draped over his thighs. "Your cock is so beautiful," she stared in wonder.
"Beautiful? Huh?" he chuckled. "I'll take your word for it."
"Trust me," Emily whispered as she leaned forward to give it a kiss on the tip.
"She knows what she's talking about, baby," Carrie chimed in.
"I do," Emily looked up at him longingly.
"Oh, you don't have to convince me. I'm kinda partial to how my dick looks. I'm just not an expert like you. But I know one thing. My dick will look even better with your pretty lips wrapped around it."
"Yeah it will," Carrie giggled as she placed her hand on the back of Emily's head and guided her mouth to her husband's cock.
Emily parted her lips, placed her tongue on her bottom lip, and allowed Carrie's hand to guide her mouth down his cock.
"Oh fuck," Eric groaned when Emily's chin made contact with his balls. As she sped up, he moaned, "You're so good at that. Such a good little cocksucker."
His moans only encouraged Emily to suck harder and faster, ramming his cock in her throat and fighting her gag reflex. After a couple minutes, she pulled away eyes watering.
Carrie leaned down and took his cock into her mouth. Emily scooted a little so she could get her face in between his legs and suck his balls.
"Oh fuck yeah," he moaned. "You two make a great team."
"I wish I was part of that team," I thought as I imagined the ladies teaming up to force my mouth onto his cock, not letting me stop sucking as tears gushed from my eyes and I struggled to breathe.
He had told me he was heteroflexible. And that means different things to different people. But I couldn't imagine he'd be into having me suck him when he had two beautiful women giving him head.
Sure, I also had a hint of jealousy to be in his position. I was sure it wasn't the first time he had two people teaming up to give him a blowjob, but it would be the first for me if it were to happen to me. But I knew it wouldn't. My wife wouldn't want anything to do with my penis while his shiny new cock was in the room.
