A surprising evening at Robert and Wilma’s

A surprising evening at Robert and Wilma’s
By: Pogo123
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An evening out with two old friends changes my life forever. I
get seduced into my first threesome and my first bi experience.
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I waited nervously after ringing the doorbell.

Within seconds I heard footsteps approaching then the knob turned,
the door opened and Wilma was smiling at me as she invited me in.

Wilma was wrapped in a fluffy white robe, unusual for this time of
year, but as she took it off, she explained that she was wearing it
only in case it was not me at the door.

Now I could see why. She was wearing a very small, translucent red
Teddy through which I could see her erect nipples and the cleft of
her shaved pussy.

After a hug and a peck for a kiss, she said “Robert is waiting for
you on the patio, but wants you to undress here before joining him”
As she reached for my belt, she said “Here, let me help.”

“Fine with me”, I replied, “and let me comment that you look simply
stunning tonight, Wilma.”

“Why, thank you, Larry, I’m glad you think so. I do want to look
good for my two favorite men.”

“Good enough to eat”, I said with a chuckle, “and I know how good
you taste.”

“Quit that, Larry. I’m already wet enough as it is. All Robert has
talked about this evening is your visit tonight and it’s gotten me
as hot as I can remember being.”

As the last of my clothes hit the floor, Wilma moved to my side,
took my cock in her hand and began to slowly stroke me up and down.

“Oh, goody!”, she exclaimed, “you’re already getting hard. Robert
will like that. Come on, let’s go”, Wilma said excitedly as she
started leading me to the patio door by my cock.
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I had met Robert and Wilma at a very nice, upscale cocktail lounge
about three years ago. A typical middle age couple out for some
relaxation was my first thought of them and for the next several
months had no reason to think otherwise.

Then something happened … doesn’t it always … that changed my
mind and made me wonder.

One weekend evening, there had been a new and very talented piano
player booked for the evening’s entertainment and the floor always
had at least three couples dancing to some very smooth music.

Although I’m not really much into dancing, I’ve been told that I’m
pretty good at it, but, being alone, was content to sip my drink,
have idle short conversations with the bartender and watch the
couples enjoying the music.

After about an hour, Robert came up to the bar to refresh his and
Wilma’s drink and, as he was about to return to their table, invited
me to join them.

As we joined Wilma, I took my first notice that she was dressed
simply, but elegantly in an off white silk blouse and long flowing
madras print skirt. The image of femininity and class.

As the drinks flowed, thanks to Robert, we talked and got to know
each other far better than we had over the previous two years of
occasionally seeing each other at the club. He and Wilma danced when
one of their favorites was played and, all in all, we had a very
enjoyable time … at least I did.

Then Robert invited me to dance with Wilma, pleading that it couldn’t
be much fun being the only lone man in a group of couples and that
Wilma would enjoy the “change of scenery”.

OK … I can do that … and we did.

Surprisingly, Wilma blushed as I took her hand and asked her to dance
when the piano player began one of MY favorite tunes. I noted her
reaction, but didn’t make too much of it … just a new experience
for her, I thought.

As I held her to dance, I instantly noted that she wasn’t wearing a
bra under that demure silk blouse and if you don’t think that got my
attention, think again.

Wilma was an accomplished dancer and easily followed me smoothly
around the dance floor. I was actually enjoying dancing with her
which is something of a rarity for me.

As we returned to our seats with Robert, he smiled and said,
“There. That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

I didn’t know whether he was talking to me or to Wilma, but noticed
that she gave him a small shake of her head and blushed.

Now, I was definitely curious, but said nothing. I just took my
seat, finished my drink and collected their glasses before
returning to the bar for refills.

As I waited for the bartender to fill my order, I could see that
Robert and Wilma were concentrating on their conversation. Heads
close together, they appeared to be discussing something serious,
but sat back with smiles when I again approached with fresh drinks.

The music really was a cut above what we normally got from the
local talent pool and we all stayed far longer than usual and,
of course, drank far more than usual as well.

I danced several more with Wilma and enjoyed not only her dancing
skills, but the feel of this attractive woman in my arms.

She appeared to relax more with each dance and was soon leaning
into me during the very slow songs.

But, all things must eventually come to an end and suddenly, and
surprisingly, the bartender was giving last call. Where had the
time gone?

As we stood up to leave, Robert stumbled and nearly fell over.
I grabbed him and sat him down again, asking if he was alright.
It was obvious that he wasn’t.

Robert hadn’t danced much after I started dancing with Wilma and
it had escaped me just how many drinks he had put away. He was not
drunk, but was feeling no pain and was in a happy, frivolous mood.

A bit concerned, I asked Wilma if she was sober enough to drive
them home and she responded that she thought she was.

I didn’t want to take the chance on either of them getting hurt
or running afoul of the local gendarmes, so I told them that I
would drive them home in their car and either have a friend pick
me up or take a taxi back for my car.

Since they drove a Lincoln, there was plenty of room in the front
seat, so we all piled in and I pulled out of the lot headed for
their house, Wilma next to me and Robert next to the passenger’s
door. Robert had his arm over Wilma’s shoulder and repeatedly pulled
her close for a kiss or to nibble on her ear. That brought small
giggles from Wilma each time.

In the mood he was in, Robert was talking a mile a minute and soon I
found myself being asked questions about Wilma … wasn’t she a good
dancer, wasn’t she a pretty woman, wasn’t she dressed nicely?

Wilma just kept her head down, silently and blushed as I answered in
the affirmative to all Robert’s questions.

It didn’t take Robert but a few minutes to move his right hand to her
thigh and begin teasingly bunch her skirt up while commenting on what
nice legs she had.

“Behave, Robert”, Wilma told him, “Larry doesn’t want to see you
acting this way.”

“But I’ll bet he’d like to see these gorgeous legs, Wilma, wouldn’t
you, Larry?”, he responded as he persisted in gathering up her skirt
in small bunches of his hand.

I was enjoying what I thought innocent fun by a tipsy, but loving
husband enjoying himself. In truth, I was actually a bit complimented
that he would feel safe enough to have innocent fun with his wife in
front of me, obviously thinking there would be no repercussions or
prices to pay.

What I didn’t notice, at first, was that Wilma said nothing during
most of Robert’s ranting and did not stop him from inching her skirt
up.

When I did finally notice, we were a well lit intersection stop light
and I looked down to see Wilma’s skirt halfway up her thighs.

Robert was right … she DID have great legs.

Still … I didn’t think more of Robert’s untypical behavior than a
husband who was borderline drunk and having fun in a safe situation.
There was no way I was going to even try to take advantage of that.
That’s not in me.

Arriving at their house, Wilma and I each took one of Robert’s arms
and made our way into the house. Robert had an arm over our shoulders
and we were holding him up, more to prevent him from stumbling than
falling down.

It was then I noticed that while Robert had his arm draped around
Wilma’s neck, his hand was firmly anchored on her breast.

He saw me looking and got a funny little smile on his face as he
said, “If you think her legs are good, you should see these tits.
To die for”.

Wilma blushed again and I just laughed and told him that I was sure
he was right, but that getting to the door was our next major hurdle.

Once inside, Robert flopped onto the couch and I sat on a love seat
across from him as Wilma said that she thought that coffee was
definitely in order for all of us.

I started to protest, but Robert told me to chill out and relax.
A coffee would be good for everyone.

Coffee did sound really attractive at that point and I had nowhere
to be other than my bed, so I sat back and relaxed while Wilma went
to the kitchen. Soon I could hear the sounds of coffee making and
soon thereafter smell the wonderful aroma of fresh coffee.

Robert, however, had other ideas. As soon as Wilma had left the room,
he made his way to a low cabinet, opened it and took out a bottle of
Scotch.

I didn’t think he needed another drink, but in the safety of his own
home, I also didn’t think he was in any danger. It was, after all,
his house and he was a big boy. I was equally sure he would pay for
it tomorrow morning with a good sized head, however.

Soon, Robert and I were sipping some very good Scotch when he called
to Wilma, telling her to change to something more comfortable …
maybe her little red outfit.

Questions flew through my mind. What was that all about?

Wilma didn’t answer and Robert and I continued chatting while sipping
our drinks until Wilma came out carrying the coffee and three cups …
in a red baby doll pajama set !!!

I almost lost it.

As she set the coffee and cups down I took note that her red bra and
panties were covered by a short sheer jacket, but I could still almost
see her body in enticing detail.

After pouring coffees for each of us, Wilma sat next to Robert and
acted as though this was a natural and normal situation. Soon we
were all chatting and talking about what a good time we had tonight
when listening to an obviously very talented musician.

As we talked, Robert periodically ran his hands over Wilma’s shoulders,
arms and legs while talking naturally and looking directly at me.

I guess I didn’t show the reaction he was looking for as at one point
he stopped and asked me if I didn’t like Wilma’s outfit.

“It’s fine, Robert”, I told him, “It looks very attractive on Wilma”.

“Well, you don’t act as though you like it”, Robert responded, Why
don’t you sit over here where you can see it better and show Wilma
just how much you like seeing her in it?”

I liked Wilma and certainly didn’t want to be part of something
engineered by a drunk Robert, loving husband or not, but as I looked
at Wilma in some trepidation, she scooted a few inches closer to
Robert and patted the cushion next to her.

I picked up my coffee, glad to have something to do with my hands,
and after walking a few feet to the couch, sat next to this vision
in red.

“Now, that’s better, don’t you think, Honey?”, Robert asked Wilma as
he pulled her close for a quick kiss.

Soon we were all comfortable again in our new positions and talking
away as though this was the most natural thing to do.

While talking, Robert continued petting and touching Wilma while also
giving her short kisses and ear nibbles.

I was enjoying both the talk and the obviously sensual sight of this
great looking woman and I could see that she was starting to respond
to
Robert’s touches and seemingly innocent pats.

In only a matter of minutes, Robert had his hand under Wilma’s top
and
kneading her breast while talking as though it was not happening.

After more talk and more rounds of “touchy-feely” from Robert, he
suddenly pulled Wilma into a kiss and simultaneously untied the bow
at her throat. Stopping the kiss, he turned to resume talking with
me as he also opened her top, leaving her red bra in full view.

I was still confused, but definitely enjoying what I was being shown.
Although not “busty”, Wilma had a very nice set of tits that filled
her bra enticingly.

Through all this, Wilma made no move to stop Robert or indicate that
she was uncomfortable. Her only reaction was an occasional blush as
she talked with us in a normal voice.

I could see Robert watching me as we talked and also see the tent in
his trousers that told me he was enjoying this.

Again carrying on an easy conversation, Robert took Wilma’s hand and
placed it over his trousers. As though it was the most natural thing
in the world, Wilma began softly kneading Roberts crotch while
carrying her part of the conversation.

Soon, however, that too changed. Maybe due to some unspoken signal
from Robert that I missed, Wilma unzipped Roberts, trousers, took
out his cock and was now stroking it slowly.

Suddenly the mood changed.

“That’s it, Sweetheart. Show Larry how much you like playing with
my cock”.

Now I was the one with a tent in my trousers. This was maybe the
most sensual and erotic sight I had ever seen and it was happening
two feet from me.

I couldn’t help but look at Wilma’s hand slowly working up and down
on Robert’s cock and now saw that he was openly kneading her tit
with one hand and gently rubbing over her panties with the other.

“Yeah, Babe”, Robert murmured, “Jack it for me. Jack my cock so
Larry can see how much you like it.”

The words.

I was being turned on as much by hearing Robert’s words as by
watching Wilma jacking his cock.

“OK, Sweety”, Wilma answered, “but you’ll have to carry on for a
few minutes. We need a fresh pot of coffee.”

Duhh!! Coffee? OK, my cup was admittedly empty, but the break in
tension was huge.

“OK”, Robert said as he took hold of his own cock and jacked it
himself, saying, “but don’t dawdle. Get back as soon as you can.”

With that, Wilma picked up the pot, stood and started toward the
kitchen.

“Wilma”, Robert called to her.

Stopping and turning to look at him, coffee pot in hand, she asked,
“Yes, Robert?”

Robert simply said, “It’s time, Honey.”

With a small nod, Wilma turned and continued into the kitchen.

“What a woman”, Robert said while still jacking his cock. “She keeps
me
on a low boil all the time.”

“Well, with a beautiful and obviously loving wife like that, Robert,
I’m surprised it’s only a low boil. I’d be boiling over all the time.
We’d never get out of the house.”

That caused Robert to laugh, but he responded with, “Get comfortable,
Larry. Go ahead and take out your cock. I know you’d feel better and
Wilma does like to look too, you know. You’ve been looking at us and,
I think, enjoying the looking, so how about returning the favor. We’d
like to see you too.”

I told Robert that although his offer was tempting, I’d not be
comfortable without knowing how Wilma felt about all that he said.

“Well, have it your way, Larry, but you’ll see soon enough that I’m
right. And it is only fair, after all.”

Now I’m about as straight as they come and have never had a gay
thought in my life. But maybe because Wilma had been part of the
activities up until now, I admit that it was a turn on to see Robert
sitting there slowly stroking his hard cock with his wife only a few
steps away in the kitchen.

It seemed no time at all until Wilma came out of the kitchen with a
fresh pot of coffee and my eyes nearly fell out of my head. She had
taken off her bra and panties and was now just wearing the translucent
cover jacket that hid very little. I could easily make out her dark
rose areola and also see that her pussy was shaved clean.

“That’s more like it, Honey”, Robert said to her as she put down the
pot and again took her seat next to Robert. “That’s what we want to
see, more of your gorgeous tits and pussy.”

Wilma just blushed again smiled and began refilling our coffee cups.

“But you’re right, Honey”, Robert said, “Larry’s seen your tits, but
he hasn’t seen your pussy yet. Open your top and stand up for us,
Wilma. Let us have a good look at what a beautiful woman you are.”

Without a word, Wilma stood and, arms at her side just looked at us.

“Open your top, Honey”, Robert instructed her, “let us see all of you
clearly.”

And that’s just what Wilma did. Tucking the tail of her top under her
elbows she stood before us in total frontal nudity and I got my first
overall look at Wilma and her gorgeous body.

Medium height and slender, her shoulder length auburn hair set a
perfect contrast to her fair skin. She was all that Robert said she
was, a sight to behold.

Robert continued to look at his beautiful wife while still stroking
his cock, but told Wilma that I was reluctant to take mine out and
jack it without her approval.

“Tell him it’s OK, Wilma. Tell Larry that he should get comfortable,
too, and that we’d enjoy seeing his appreciation of how good you look.

“Robert’s right, Larry”, Wilma told me, “Please make yourself
comfortable like Robert says.”

“Come on, Babe,” Robert blurted, “tell him what you want, what we
want and tell him so he knows for sure you mean it.”

Turning back to look at me, Wilma then said, “As Robert says, Larry,
you should take out your cock and jack off with us. You’ll feel so
much better with your cock in your hand as you look at me … at us.”

Wow !!! The words again. Just hearing this classy woman say those
words put my blood pressure through the roof and my cock to a painful
level of erection.

As I unzipped my trousers to comply, Robert patted the couch next to
him and told Wilma to sit down and take over on his cock again.

In no time I was part of their private little erotic group, jacking
my very hard cock while I watched a nude and gorgeous Wilma jack on
Robert’s.

“Isn’t she great, Larry?”, Robert asked me as he resumed kneading her
tits and rubbing over her pussy.

“She certainly is, Robert”, I replied, “You’re a very lucky man”.

“Here, Honey”, Robert told Wilma, “Lean back a little so I can get at
that pussy of yours better and Larry can see it.”

Wilma didn’t say a word, but merely turned square to the couch and
leaned back against the cushions in a semi reclining position.

Maintaining his hold on her breast, Robert gently pried Wilma’s legs
apart and began running two fingers gently up and down her pussy lips.

All Wilma did was give out a very small moan as she continued jacking
Robert’s cock with one hand.

From my position next to her right leg, I could look down on a clear
view of Robert’s hand running over a beautiful pussy. Being shaved, I
could see her generous inner lips protruding slightly and watch as
they turned a slightly darker shade in response to Robert’s busy hand.

“Having fun, Larry?”, Robert asked. “You like watching Wilma jack my
cock while she gets her pussy worked over?”

What a stupid question I thought that was … and I told him so.

Robert just laughed at that and told me, “Well, you can play too, you know.
Come on up here and show that tit next to you how much you like it.
Don’t worry about your cock, it’ll get taken care of.”

Suddenly Wilma’s hand was over mine. I looked at her and she just
smiled while giving me the slightest nod.

I needed no more encouragement than that and as she took over stroking
my cock, I began exploring, feeling and kneading her right tit.

What an erotic sight I had before me. This gorgeous woman was jacking
me and her husband while we were both exploring both her tits and her pussy.

Very soon, Robert upped the ante again by leaning down to take Wilma’s
left nipple in his mouth and began sucking it while still kneading and
squeezing her breast.

All I had to do was look at Wilma’s face and I was down sucking on her
right tit as well.

This was far more than I ever imagined with these two and I was
enjoying all this immensely.

Wilma was jacking both of us and her husband was now running two
fingers in and out of her pussy. The sight alone was about to make me
cum.

Wilma then stopped jacking Robert and ran her fingers over the head
of his cock, which was shiny with a good amount of his pre cum lube.
Then, while looking at first Robert and then me, she raised those wet
fingers and licked Robert’s precum fluid from her fingers.

“Yeah, Honey, suck my cock juice”, Robert told Wilma, “and tell Larry
how much you like it.”

“I do like it, Larry”, Wilma said with her fingers still running over
Robert’s cock head and then into her mouth. “It’s warm and so sweet.
It tastes wonderful.”

“Wonder what Larry tastes like, Honey? Think his is as sweet as mine”,
Robert asked her.

Wilma didn’t reply, but only looked at each of us in turn.

“Go ahead, Honey, try it and tell me what you think.”

In no time, Wilma was running her fingers over my cock, gathering my
precum fluid and licking it from her fingers.

“Well?”, Robert asked her, “What do you think?”

“It’s very good, Robert”, she said to Robert, not quite as sweet as
yours and a bit different taste, but just as good in a different way.”

“You like it, though?”, Robert asked.

“Oh, yes”, Wilma replied, “very much”

“Well, then get me some”, Robert told her, “If it’s that good, I want
to see for myself.”

Now, rather than lick my precum from her own fingers, she extended her
wet hand to Robert’s face and I watched as he licked her fingers clean
of all my precum.

“You’re right, Honey”, Robert admitted, “Larry does taste good.”

As I said, I’m a super straight and always have been, but the sight
of Robert licking … no … sharing my precum with his wife was a
huge turn on.

Suddenly Robert stood and as he began removing his clothes, said, “I
don’t know about you two, but I’m ready for a snack.”

Once nude, Robert knelt between Wilma’s legs, pulled them wide open
and began licking up, down and around her pussy. She was obviously
enjoying his attention because she scooted a few inches closer to the
seat edge and raised her hips to meet his mouth.

Now I could see that Robert had his mouth over her whole pussy and
was licking it full length as far inside as he could. Periodically,
he would suck her protruding inner lips into his mouth and lean back
as he gently stretched them away from her body.

With his fingers working into her pussy, Robert leaned back, looked
at me and said, “Wait a few minutes, Larry. A bit more on her lips
and they’ll hang out over an inch and you’ll see a beautiful sight.”

With that he lowered his head back into her and resumed licking and
sucking all over her pussy, but paying good attention to both her inner
lips and an occasional kiss on her clit.

Soon, I could see her growing response and within a matter of minutes
I witnessed another beautiful sight … Wilma in the throes of a big
orgasm.

Then, with Wilma panting slightly, a bit of sheen from perspiring and
pussy open and red as she remained laid back before us, Robert got onto
his knees on the couch beside her and offered his cock to Wilma’s face.

Without hesitation, Wilma opened her mouth and began sucking the head
of Robert’s cock while jacking the shaft with her hand.

“Don’t let all that go to waste, Larry”, Robert told me, “That’s some
of the best pussy you’ll ever eat, I can guarantee you that. Get in
there and keep her happy while she sucks me off.”

I was so turned on that I couldn’t see straight, but was obviously
too slow in reacting for Robert.

“Come on, Wilma”, “tell Larry he can eat your pussy … that you’d
like him to.”

“Yes, Larry”, Wilma said as she stopped sucking on Robert, but
continued jacking him as she turned to me, “You can lick me there if
you want.”

“Jesus, Babe!!!”, Robert exclaimed, “Tell him. Tell him so that he
knows it and use words that he’ll understand.”

Still jacking Robert’s cock and looking into my eyes, Wilma now said,
“Yes, Larry, come eat my cunt. I want you to lick and suck my pussy.
Put your tongue into my wet cunt and make me cum. I want you to.”

Needless to say, those words put me into action and I immediately had
my face buried between her legs as I licked her cunt and sucked on
those long, soft lips. She tasted wonderful and her pussy leaked so
much of her juices that it ran down my chin. Soon my entire face was
coated with her … with Wilma.

It didn’t take Robert long before I heard him grunt and looked over
Wilma’s pussy mound to see him stiffen as he came in Wilma’s mouth.
Within seconds, Wilma froze and came too with little shudders to her
whole body.

After we had all come down and were again breathing normally, we sat
as old friends would, still nude, drinking now warmed over coffee and
talking.

“How did you like that, Larry?”, Robert asked. “You ever taste such
a sweet pussy in your life?”

“No, Robert”, I replied, “I must admit that it was a once in a
lifetime treat and I’ll always remember and appreciate the gift you
two have given me.”

I could tell that my words had pleased Wilma from the slight smile
and tiny flush I saw on her face and breasts.

Robert noted it too. Within minutes, he was hard and back to licking
her pussy.

“Want to get her ready, Larry?”, he said between lick strokes. “I’m
about ready for round two.”

At Wilma’s invite, I moved to sit next to her and began playing with
her tits as I heard and saw Robert really getting into Wilma’s pussy.

Soon, she was moaning into his face and also began stroking my cock
to another huge hard on.

Before I knew it, she was pulling me up onto my knees beside her and
had my cock at her face. Now, with Robert eating her pussy, she began
sucking my cock while jacking on the shaft. This woman wanted me to
cum, there was no doubt about that and I wasn’t about to disappoint
her.

My head rolled back and my eyes closed as I enjoyed the utterly
wonderful and erotic feeling of this beautiful, sensitive woman
sucking perfectly on my cock. As my feelings built toward a hard
orgasm, she momentarily stopped and then began again … only it
felt different.

I looked down to see Robert laying on Wilma, his face next to hers and
with the head of my cock in his mouth. She was still jacking the shaft
and looking up at me with the softest eyes, I have ever seen.

He likes this”, she said, “I like this. We like this. Are you alright?
Is this OK with you?”

While I was in blowjob heaven, Robert had moved up from eating Wilma’s
pussy to fucking her. I was so gone into what she was doing to me that
I hadn’t noticed. This put his face right next to Wilma’s as she sucked
me beautifully. It was no extra effort for her to point my cock at
Robert’s mouth and for him to take me in and begin sucking.

I had to admit that, although different, it still felt really good.

All the while, Wilma was jacking my cock as Robert sucked it and
rocked his own cock in and out of her pussy.

“I had no idea.”, I told Wilma. I wouldn’t have guessed it in a
million years, but it does feel good and my overall erotic feelings
are running high”, I continued with a smile at her lovely face.

Looking relieved, Wilma began trading my cock back and forth with
Robert. She’d suck on it for a minute and then point it at Robert
so he could also suck on me.

“Do YOU like this, too?, I asked Wilma. “Does it turn you on to
watch Robert sucking my cock?”

“Oh, yes”, she replied while still jacking my shaft. “Robert is fucking
my pussy and this always gets him really hard. I can feel his entire
body against me, his chest on my tits and we get to share sucking you
off. Plus”, she continued, “I do like to see men sucking each other
off. I get wet just thinking about it.”

Now this evening had been filled with a whole new set of experiences
for me and this was the newest of all. And the strangest, but what I
found even more strange was my reaction. I was still hard, still
getting close to cumming, felt like I was with two real friends and
… wanted this woman to be happy and I told her so.

“So long as you are happy, Wilma, I’m happy too. If this pleases you
and turns you on then I’m more than OK with it”. There I had to laugh.

She looked up at me trying to see why, so I told her, “You two have
given me a tremendous amount of pleasure this evening and, though it’s
all very new to me, it feels really good. I guess it’s true that a
mouth is a mouth and I also like seeing you watch and seeing your pleasure,
so, all in all, I’d say it was a win win all around.”

I knew Robert had been listening to me and he picked up his pace on
both his wife and my cock. It didn’t take long for all of us to reach
the point of no return and we all had a great orgasm together.

Robert pumped all his cum into Wilma’s sweet pussy while I gushed cum
like never before into first Wilma’s and then Robert’s mouth. As we
started to relax, they stayed joined at Wilma’s pussy while Robert
allowed my cock to soften in his mouth.

When I was totally deflated, he relinquished his oral hold on me and
kissed Wilma passionately. Then he lowered his head to her chest and
we all just lay there in the afterglow.

As we disentangled, Wilma went to the kitchen, for cold drinks this
time, while Robert and I just laid back on the couch with one foot on
the floor, one drawn up and facing each other.

Robert spoke first, saying, “Thanks, Larry. You’ve made our night
and given us fantasies that will last for years to come.”

“That’s alright, Robert”, I told him. “It has been an interesting,
new and wonderful night for me too. No need to thank me.”

“You didn’t mind me sucking your cock, then?”, he asked.

“No”, I replied. “At first I didn’t know that it was you doing it,
but when I saw it and Wilma talked with me it was suddenly alright.
I enjoyed it very much, as you saw.”

“Yes, but I tasted rather than saw”, he said with a chuckle. “I think
you have been celibate far too long. That was one big cum load you
gave us.”

I laughed as he continued, “And you taste good too, Larry. You
obviously don’t smoke and you take good care of yourself so your
sperm tastes fresh, sweet and clean.”

As he said that I couldn’t help but notice his cock begin to swell
again, but was interrupted by Wilma returning from the kitchen with
three big glasses of lemonade.

“Here, you two.” And with a little giggle, she continued, “Just what
the doctor ordered to replace all those bodily fluids we just lost.”

We all drank deeply and enjoyed her refreshing drink.

She then nudged our legs out of the way a bit and sat on the couch
between us.

Looking at each of us, she then said, “It looks like Robert is still
interested. He’s getting hard again. How about you, Larry? You
interested too?”

“Not really”, I replied. “Although I’m still turned on, particularly
looking at you sitting here nude just an arm’s length away. I came so
hard that I don’t think my cock will be up for a while. If, however,
you are still in the mood, Wilma, then by all means you two have at it
or … I’d be happy to lick your pussy again. That’s a favorite pastime
of mine and yours is a special treat.”

“Well”, she said, “Then let’s see if I can help you.”

With that, she drew the knee closest to me up to her chest and planted
her heel next to her hip. This opened her pussy to my full view and I
must admit I felt the twinge of an erection beginning to build.

“You like looking at my pussy, Larry? Or is it a cunt you like looking
at … an open, wet and hungry cunt?”

With that she laughed and reached over to gently run her fingers
over Robert’s now growing cock.

“Yes, Wilma, I do. I love looking at your whole body, but your cunt
is nothing less than gorgeous. I also like hearing you describe it to
me. The words really nudge me along.”

“Well, thank you, kind sir. Those are sweet words to hear. Any woman
likes being appreciated and I know from experience with Robert that
men like to hear their women use all the right words.”

By now, under Wilma’s expert touch and the sight before him, Robert
had a fully hard cock and was stroking it slowly while watching is
and listening to Wilma and I talk.

“You want me to get you a wash cloth to clean up, Robert. I know that
you’re all sticky with my pussy juice and can’t be comfortable.

“No, Wilma, but thanks”, Robert replied. “What I’d really like is for
you and Larry to clean off my cock with your mouths … to lick all
your pussy off.”

Now that was a shocker … big time!! I just sat there dumbfounded and
couldn’t say a word.

Wilma, however, gave out a girlish squeal and clapped her hands as she
said, “Oh, Robert, I’d love that. I don’t know about Larry, but I’ll
gladly lick your cock clean and would really like sharing it with
Larry. You know how much I love seeing men suck cock. That would be
simply wonderful for me.”

I could feel them both looking at me expectantly, but I still
couldn’t move and certainly not speak. Not a word came to me that
I could say.

“Here, Robert, lay out flat on the couch, put one foot on the floor
and bend your other leg at the knee.”, Wilma instructed as she stood
up and began helping Robert get into the position she wanted.

Once that was done, she kneeled on the floor beside Robert’s hip,
took his cock in her hand and, looking in my eyes, said, “Come sit
next to Robert, Larry. That way you can at least watch me suck my
husband’s sweet cock.”

There wasn’t a lot of room, but I managed to get most of my bottom
onto the couch next to Robert’s knee. Resting my hand on the couch
back I was leaned over Robert’s legs and watched as Wilma began
running her tongue up and down Robert’s cock.

Then, looking right at me, she took the head into her mouth and
began just nursing on the head.

“That look like fun, Larry?”, she asked me.

I just nodded. It was fun watching her, but I was really nervous about
all this now.

“Here”, Wilma interrupted my thoughts, “Try this. I know I told you
he tasted sweet, but you have to see for yourself.”

With that she ran her fingers over Robert’s cock head and, coming
away with her fingers all wet and shiny with her pussy juice and his
fresh precum, put her fingers on my closed upper lip, right under my
nose.

I could see the excitement in her eyes. She really wanted this to
happen.

Now I knew Robert was clean and I have to admit that his precum had
no real scent to it, but I was still hesitant. A lot hesitant.

“Stick out your tongue, Larry”, Wilma instructed me.

I looked into her eyes, soaking up her erotic enjoyment and did as
she asked. I opened my mouth and extended my tongue.

As she ran her wet fingers over my tongue, she said to me, “Here,
taste this. Taste my lover, my husband. Taste his fluid and my
pussy juice.

With those words I opened my mouth further and took in all the fingers
she was extending. I tasted her and him and found it exciting, just as
she said I would.

She didn’t say anything more, but merely repeated getting more off
Robert’s cock and feeding it to my mouth. She was breathing hard and
the excitement in her eyes was indescribable.

“Oh, that’s so sexy, Larry. Just watching you has gotten me all wet
again. I love it.”

With that, she turned to Robert, bent down and took his cock into
her mouth, sucking gently while running her hand up and down his
shaft.

“Come closer, Larry so you can see me suck off Robert better.”

I leaned forward until our heads were next to each other’s and I
watched her.

Then, with her free hand, she drew me in closer to her, turned her
head and kissed me. I mean KISSED me. I think she kissed me all the
way to the soles of my feet, it was that deep and tender.

“How does he taste”, she asked me as she pulled back slightly.

“Fine, I guess,” I answered. “I really couldn’t taste anything much
and was so into that kiss that I doubt that I would have anyway.”

She laughed and kissed me on the cheek as she then said, “Well, you
have to get the full effect” and with that nudged my cheek with the
head of Robert’s cock.

“Go ahead, Larry. It feels so smooth and firm. I know you’ll like it
and it’ll make me a very happy girl.”

There it was, the moment of truth. All I had to do was turn my head
and Robert’s cock would be right at my mouth.

“I don’t know, Wilma. I’d rather eat your pussy. Would that make
you happy?”, I asked her.

“You mean my cunt, don’t you? … my wet, open cunt? Sure, Larry, you
can suck and lick my cunt all you want, but right now it turns me on
to see you so close to Robert’s cock. I really want to see it in your
mouth, to see you suck it. Nothing would turn me on more, Larry.
Please suck it for me. Let me watch.”

That did it. With barely a head turn Robert’s cock was on my lips and
all I had to do was open my mouth and lean forward an inch. I did.

She was right. Robert’s cock felt smooth and firm, almost spongy and
she was also right that now I could taste them both.

“Oh, my God!”, she exclaimed. “That is so sexy. Suck it, Larry. Show
me how you can suck Robert’s cock for me. I love it.”

“Here”, Wilma said, “Suck the head. Nurse on it while you jack the
shaft. Robert loves that.”

And I did just as she instructed. I kept just the head in my mouth
and jacked his cock shaft and found myself caught up in the erotic
sense of what I was doing.

Wilma was kneeling just next to me, watching intently as her hand was
now working on her pussy.

“How is it, Robert?”, she asked her husband. “This is his first time,
so are you liking this, liking the way Larry sucks you?”

“Oh, yeah, Babe”, Robert answered. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say
he’s done this before. He’s doing just fine.”

“Honey, there would be only one thing better right now and that’s
if I could suck him at the same time.”

Oooohhh!!”, Wilma squealed, “That would be super to see. I have
fantasized, but only watched one man sucking another at a time. That
would be wonderful.”

“Here, Larry, move onto the floor and lay out on your side.
Honey,” she told Robert, you come lay down beside Larry, but pointed
in the opposite direction.

Within seconds it was done and I was once again looking at Robert’s
hard cock while I felt him jacking mine and nuzzling around my balls.

Somehow during all this, my own cock had revived and although not as
hard as before, was definitely standing out there.

“Go on, guys, get those cocks in your mouth for me. Show me, turn me
on”, Wilma gasped out between ragged breaths.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see her standing over us,
watching intently as Robert and I began some serious cock sucking.
I could see her open pussy drip, the juice running down her leg to
her knee. This was one turned on woman.

But so was I. Between Robert’s sucking and seeing Wilma, I was now
working on Robert’s cock as seriously as he was mine.

It was not long before I felt the beginnings of an orgasm and could
also sense that Robert’s movements had become more forceful, more
intense.

Then, without further warning, Robert erupted. I felt his cum hit the
back of my tongue and was surprised. Surprised, but also excited, so
much so that I came within seconds of Robert.

Then it was over. Robert and I just lay there coning down, but also
enjoying the feeling of each other’s cock softening in our mouths.

I looked up to see Wilma bent over Robert, kissing him deeply, then
she turned to me and said, “Did you save any of that sweet cum for
me, Larry?” and kissed me just as deeply.

I don’t know what happened to Robert’s cum. I don’t know if I
swallowed it or if it was in my mouth when Wilma kissed me. It’s
beyond me and I don’t much really care.

This time we cleaned up for real and as I sat on the couch putting
on my shoes, getting ready to leave, a still nude Wilma leaned me
back, jumped up to stand over me on the couch and lowered her still
wet and still open pussy to my mouth.

“That’s just to show you I meant it, Larry, and to thank you. You can
eat my pussy any time you want. If you do it right, you can turn my
pussy into a cunt. Would you like that?”

I could only nod slightly into her pussy as I continued to lick and
suck her to another orgasm.

When Robert came out from his shower we were just finishing and he
chuckled as he told us to not hurry and that when we were done, he’d
run me back to my car.

I guess the evening had sobered him up.

Wilma escorted us to the door, still nude, and with a peck on the
cheek for both of us, told me to come back and for Robert to be
careful, but to hurry back home.

The sight of her standing in the doorway as we pulled out was one to
remember.

We had kept in touch and had even shared a few drinks at the club,
but it was nearly two weeks before Wilma called and invited me over
for cocktails at their house.

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As we passed through on to the screened patio, I could see Robert
in center of the room beside a small table where a lamp gave just
the right amount of light to see by, but not be intrusive. Reclined
halfway back in his favorite lounge chair, Robert was slowly jacking
his cock as he looked over at Wilma and me and smiled.

“Come in, come in, Larry. Make yourself comfortable while Wilma gets
you a drink.”

“Thanks Robert, I’ll do that just as soon as Wilma stops jacking my
cock and lets me go.”

“On second thought”, Robert mused, “bring him over here, Wilma, and
I’ll take care of him while you fix the drinks.”

“I figured you’d want to get closer, Robert.”, Wilma replied as she
led me over to stand next to Robert’s chair. “Here, you take over”,
she told Robert as she replaced her hand on my cock with Robert’s.

“Oh, my”, Robert commented, “You’re really hard tonight and I can
see that Wilma already has you leaking precum. Beautiful !!!”

“Yes, Robert”, I told him, “between that Teddy she’s wearing and
her playing with my cock, I’m about as hard as I can get.”

With his eyes glued to my cock only inches from his face as I stood
beside his chair, Robert also presented a picture of male excitement
as he reclined in full view, jacking my cock slowly with one hand and
his own cock with the other.

“Move closer, Larry and put your foot on the arm of my chair. I want
to see your cock really close and watch your balls swing while I jack
this gorgeous hunk of cock meat.”

I did as Robert asked and liked the feeling of being so totally
exposed and open to Robert’s look and touch. As I watched him jack
my cock I loved the look and feel of my balls swinging in tune with
Robert’s strokes so close to his face, so close, in fact, that I could
feel his breath on my cock head.

“Are you alright, Larry?”, he asked, “I’m not hurting you, am I?”

“No, Robert, it feels fine, why?”

“Well, I’ve got your balls swinging against your bottom loud enough
to make a “slap” that I can hear and I want to make sure you’re not
being hurt.”

“I appreciate your concern, Robert, but you’re not jacking me as hard
as I sometimes do … and I love the feel of my balls swinging and slapping.”

“Oh, then I can jack your cock even harder if I want to?”

“By all means … jack it as hard as you want to, Robert, but I don’t
want to cum yet. I just want to enjoy the feeling and the sight of
you working my cock while you stroke your own.”

Then, as I had hoped he would, Robert leaned his head forward, took
the head of my cock in his mouth and moaned as he licked all around
it.

Looking down, I could see his own cock shiny with his precum as he
jacked himself faster now.

“Wait, Robert”, I told him, “let me move my position a bit.”

‘Anything you want, Larry, just so long as I can get some more of
that tasty cock of yours.”

“I think this will work well for both of us Robert, let’s see.”

With that, I moved my foot from the floor to the back of Robert’s
chair and turned slightly toward Robert’s feet. My cock and balls
were now dangling even more and hanging right over Robert’s face.
Now, however, I could bend slightly and have free access to Robert’s
cock as well.

“Can you still get to my cock easily, Robert?”, I asked him.

He answered by again leaning slightly forward and taking my cock into
his mouth where he began to gently suck … almost nurse, on the head
while he jacked my cock shaft.

I chuckled as I said, “Guess that answers my question, Robert and
that feels really good. You do know how to suck a cock … but
then, thanks to you and Wilma, so do I.

With that, I bent over, took his cock in my hand and, after a few
long strokes, took Robert’s cock into my own mouth.

Now we were sucking each other’s cock at the same time. Sort of a
modified 69.

“Wow! Does that ever look sexy.”, I heard Wilma say as she came out
of the house carrying a tray of drinks and snacks. “My two favorite
men sucking each other off … I want to see this closer.”

Stopping his sucking on me, but still jacking me, Robert smiled at
Wilma and said to her, “Sit across from us, Honey, and finger your
pussy for us while you watch. The sight of you will only add to our
enjoyment, right Larry?”

“For sure, Robert”, I said around Robert’s cock, “the sight of Wilma
always excites me and watching her working over her pussy while she
watches us suck each other’s cocks is a dream come true.”

In a flash, Wilma stripped off her Teddy, sat in the chair opposite
us, threw her legs over the chair arms and had both hands on her
pussy … one rubbing over her clit and the other digging between her
long, red and beautiful inner lips.

“Yeah, Babe”, Robert told her, “Work it over good. Turn it into a
cunt for us.”

“Ooooh”, Wilma moaned, “you know how much it turns me on when you call
it a cunt, Robert. It may be part of MY body, but it’s YOUR cunt,
Robert … and now it’s Larry’s cunt too after the other night.”

“Then work my cunt over, Wilma”, I told her, “and watch me suck
Robert’s cock while you do.”

With that, I bent back down to take Robert’s cock back into my mouth
so I could really enjoy licking around his cock shaft and nursing on
the head. Robert’s cock wasn’t all that long nor thick, but he had a
round cock head that looked like a red apple just a little bigger than
a golf ball and felt wonderful in my mouth.

Robert was also a “super luber”. He put out more precum than anyone
I’ve ever known, so much that it would literally drip off the end of
his cock and it tasted wonderful … sweet and warm.

In my position over Robert I couldn’t see Wilma, but I could hear her
moaning and I could hear her fingers working in and out of her cunt.
Which suddenly stopped. I didn’t have to wonder long what she was
doing because I suddenly felt someone lifting my balls and beginning
to stroke them. That drives me crazy !!!

“Ummm, Larry. You two look so sexy together and I love the way your
balls are swinging so wildly. You just stay on Robert’s cock cause
I’m going to suck on your balls a while.”

Music to my ears.

She closed her hand around my ball sack just above my balls, making
a circle out of her thumb and finger so that my balls were squeezed
down into a round ball.

“That feels great, Wilma. You know I like having my balls played
with.”

“Yeah, I do, Larry, but I want to do more than just play. I want to
suck them both into my mouth and feel them move as Robert jacks and
sucks your cock. I’m going to move my chair over here so I don’t have
to bend down to get to them.”

After moving her chair in close, I felt Wilma squeeze above my balls
again and then wet warmth as she took them both onto her mouth and
began gently nodding her head and sucking them. Strangely, her
nodding also tugged on my balls in her backstroke which only added to
my pleasure.

“That feels great, Wilma … God, woman, but you do know how to enjoy
a man’s balls.”

“Don’t talk so much, Larry and suck more”, I heard Robert say, “I’m
about ready to burst with wanting to cum. Let’s cum together … OK?”

In answer, I went back to Robert’s cock in earnest and felt him pick
up the pace on my cock as well.

How good can it get? … Robert is doing a wonderful job on my cock
while his lovely wife, Wilma, has both my balls in her mouth and I
have Robert’s sweet tasting cock to suck on. We were both jacking
each other’s cock shafts as we sucked and nursed on each other’s
cock heads.

Soon, I could feel Robert’s hips start to lift in pulses as he got
closer to cumming. That only served to move my own excitement along
and we both stiffened in a hard cum at the same time.

“Oh, God that is so sexy”, I heard Wilma mutter as Robert and I
filled each other’s mouths with semen … sperm … cum !!

“I want some”, she said, still pulling on my balls.

“OK, Honey”, Robert said to her as he pulled off my cock head, but
continued jacking my cock shaft. “I won’t swallow all this until you
get over here, kiss me and take some of this tasty cum of Larry’s.”

I sucked the last of Robert’s cum out of his cock, but kept his cock
in my mouth while I turned to see them kiss while they swapped my
cum between them.

When they were finished, I grabbed Wilma’s hand and pulled her to me.
She got the message and instantly brought her face next to mine over
Robert’s cock. All I had to do was turn my head and there she was,
waiting for a kiss from me and a mouthful of her husband’s cum.

Within a few seconds, the transfer was finished and we all laid back
in relaxation.

“Whew!!”, I heard from Robert, “I thought I was going to blow off the
top of my head. That was one of the hardest cums I’ve ever had.”

“I know it was, Robert”, I told him,”I could feel it spurt hard
against the back of my mouth.”

“Only with you, Larry, only with you”, he said as he playfully slapped
me on the thigh.

“You’d better relax a bit and do it fast”, Wilma told us, “I’m next
and you two are going to get me off at least twice before I let either
of you go.”

The End

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