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Our first time mfm threesome

The first time my boyfriend watched me get fucked by someone else happened totally unexpectedly. We had plans to go out for dinner and drinks just the two of us. I was meeting him at this great place we like with fun cocktails and a super cool vibe. I always dress up when we go our because I like feeling hot, turning heads. I had on a simple tight, short black dress that stopped just below my ass and these great thigh high boots that I take every possible opportunity to wear, which is unfortunately not many because they're the sort of boots only hookers and rock stars wear, and I am neither of those things.

So I walk into this restaurant feeling pretty great and eye the bar, scanning for my date. I don't find Mark, but I'm surprised to see an old ex boyfriend sitting there with a beer all alone. Before I can decide if I should go over he sees me and smiles and it's too late to do anything other than walk over. As I approach he looks me up and down and I read a look on his face like holy shit you are smoking hot, which of course is the point of my outfit so I grin to myself thinking ya, I do look pretty fucking good actually. "Well, look at you", he says and stands up to give me a big strong hug that lasts a little longer than it should and I wonder if he can feel through my dress that I'm not wearing a bra. I'm sure my nipples are hard from the contact, but my dress being black, he probably can't tell. We exchange a few words about what we're doing there - me on my way in and him getting ready to leave. "Have a drink while you wait", he says, so I order a glass of wine and check my phone, nothing from Mark. We chat for a bit and I get a little lost in catching up; we're laughing about mutual friends, pulling out inside jokes and remembering old stories and it feels easy and familiar. After awhile, out of nowhere, he says "how are you still so fucking beautiful?" and I'm sure I'm blushing, "just lucky I guess" I reply, feeling a little self conscious absentmindedly tugging at my earring, my eyes down, while he just holds a steady stare.

Mark's always been pretty laid back about me chatting with men when we're out. I think he likes the attention I get, but I wondered if he would feel differently about an old boyfriend - one of my favourites actually. I look towards the door again wondering where he is and if I should move the conversation in a less flirty direction. I am suddenly aware that we're moved towards one another and his arm is resting on the back of my chair, his hand nearly touching my shoulder.

It's then that I notice Mark. He's come in and sat down at the other end of the bar without coming over. Oh shit, my initial reaction is maybe he's mad at me, but he doesn't look mad. He has a cocktail and he just smiles at me. Weird, I think. Why wouldn't he just come and get me. I excuse myself, go over and give him a hug and a kiss. "What the hell are you doing over here?" I ask. "I didn't want to interrupt you, you're so cute in your element over there. You know that guy?" "Well, ya, actually we dated a little bit a bunch of years ago". And then he smiles, "oh I get it now, why you two look very comfortable together". I roll my eyes, "oh stop it". He says "go finish your drink, I'm good here, don't let me get in your way". "No, don't be weird, come over and I'll introduce you", I say, but he insists, "I like watching you. Anyway, I get you all night, you tell him he can have a little longer". "Really?" "Really". Ok, I think, this is sort of weird, but I did feel like our interaction was cut short, I wasn't quite done, so I went back over and sat down. "I wasn't sure you were coming back", he said when I sat down. "I guess he wants to share me a little", I reply with a little shrug, and it comes out sounding sort of dirty, which is not how I meant it, but he picked it up right away and laughed, "oh we're sharing are we?" as he reached over slowly and moved the hair off my shoulder, grazing his hand down my neck and I swear he's looking past me at Mark like he's testing what is ok and the whole thing feels really wrong and but really hot at the same time.

As we chat a little more, his hand has come to rest again on the back of my chair, but this time he's clearly touching me between my shoulder blades, and I get distracted from what he's saying wondering to myself how far can this go before I get in trouble. As if in answer to that question, my phone lights up on the bar. It's Mark, he's texted me, "are you getting a little wet baby?" and I can't help cracking a huge smile and I think, oh that fucker, he's having fun with this. I decide to call his bluff, I hop down off the bar stool and move right up close so I'm pressing against my ex and I put one hand down on his thigh, slowly and deliberately I lean in and whisper, "you know, I'm not wearing anything under this dress", and then pull back and tilt my head a little like what do you think about that? He doesn't miss a beat, he grabs my waist with one hand and says "is that so?" to which I don't answer, but the silence suggests he should probably see for himself, he drops his hand down, slowly across my lower back and over my ass, down until he's down at the hem of my dress, and I'm thinking about Mark watching this whole thing from behind me and it feels like I'm super charged with electricity it's such a turn on, and I think, if I wasn't wet before, I sure am now, as he rubs down the back of my thigh a little before coming back up, pushing the dress up as he goes until he has a good handful of my bare ass. As he squeezes and rubs the place where my thigh meets my ass with my dress pushed up, I'm sure Mark has a nice view of exactly what's happening, I move myself just slightly closer and shift my hips over over so that his fingers brush over my pussy and I can tell by the little noise that escapes his lips that I'm very wet. As he keeps a good hold of my ass and gently rubs his fingers all around my pussy, spreading the wetness everywhere, I feel a little bit crazy for desperately wanting him to put his fingers all the way inside me but I think we're pushing it as it is with my naked ass half exposed under my dress in this crowded restaurant, although I quickly scan around and see no one paying us any attention, so I think, ok, just a little more. I position myself between his legs as he sits on his bar stool, I face the bar so now I'm at least a little bit shielded between him and the bar, and I lean forward over the bar like I'm trying to get the bartender's attention. As I lean forward, I push my little ass back into his lap and I can feel his cock hard as rock through his jeans. I grind myself into him and think if weren't in this damn bar he could unzip and slide right into me in this position, and I'm more than ready, and I guess the feeling is mutual because he slides his hand up the front of my body, squeezing one of my tits on his way up to my neck which he grabs a hold of while he growls at me, "I'm one second away from shoving my cock in you right here you fucking tease". That comment, although I'm feeling it too, snaps me back to reality which is that we can't screw on this bar and Mark's surely reached his comfort level by this point so I look down at my phone and it reads "time to take him downstairs", which had not even occurred to me, but my boyfriend that dirty fucker is one step ahead of me.

There's a private party room downstairs that we've sometimes eaten in. Maybe it's empty, and maybe that means we're not done yet. I tell my ex, "go downstairs, I'll be there in second" and he of course doesn't hesitate, he does as instructed. I'm flushed and notice that I'm trembling a little as I make my way over to Mark, I feel suddenly a little bit ashamed at being in this state and the realization that this is not usually ok behaviour, but he just smiles at me, like somehow he has orchestrated the whole thing by design and he says "are you having fun?", "well ya, but what are you suggesting happens now and how are you OK with this?" and he reaches for my hand and puts it on his cock which I can feel he is not at all hiding through his jeans. "I'm not sure what I'm ok with but so far, it's working. Watching my dirty little slut get all hot and wet turning some guy on is pretty great". "Ok" I reply, "but we could leave now and you could put that hard-on in me yourself", and he says "I think you should go finish what you started". And again I have this confused feeling of uncertainty mixed with intense desire and I don't even understand who's having more fun; does he want me to fuck this other guy as much as I want to? Maybe because we're both strangely into it is what makes it feel so exciting.

And I'm sort of overcome with an intense feeling of connection and understanding that's different from anything I've ever felt before. That although he's sending me away to get nailed by someone else still manages to be an 'us' thing; something we're doing together. And the notion that not only is he giving me permission do this thing, but that he's horny as hell watching it happen is totally unexpected and completely fucking hot. I put my hands up on either side of his face and with intense seriousness whisper, "I love you" and kiss him deeply. When I finally pull away I say,"wait, are you coming to watch?" He turns coy again and just says, "Maybe. I think I'll get another drink first. Go on." and he sort of nudges me away, grabbing a handful of my ass as I go.

When I get downstairs I'm pleased to find the room is closed and dark so we're lucky I guess that it's not being used. I let myself in and shut the door behind me. I see my ex sitting on a soft velvet couch in along the back wall, with a light on next to him, giving just enough light to the corner of the room. He says "your boyfriend's ok with this?" and I come back with "I'm hoping he'll be joining us to be honest" as I walk over to where he's sitting.,"I'm not sure you'll be enough for me all by yourself". He laughs, and I see he's got his pants undone and he's stroking himself, his legs spread wide. Standing in front of him I reach down for the hem of my dress, taking a handful in each hand and I work it up my thighs, to my waist exposing my naked, smooth pussy and I can feel his eyes on me. I open my legs a little wider to make sure he has a nice view as I keep sliding the dress up, pulling it finally over my head and tossing it to the side. Of course since I wasn't wearing anything underneath I'm now standing fully naked except for the boots, just in front of him sitting on the couch, I'm in between his legs and we're close enough to touch but not touching. I feel extremely exposed as he sits there fully clothed with his hand down his pants and I wonder how long I can stand still and if it's possible that my pussy might actually be dripping down my leg because I'm so turned on I'm sure that I'm super wet. He reaches his free hand up the side of my leg, over my waist and up to one of my tits doing the whole movement so slowly I actually want to scream because what I want is to much more than that. He seems to feel the same way because in a flash he has both hands around my ass and he's pulling me towards him. He moves forward and down onto the floor, with his back resting on the couch so he's lined up perfectly to take one hand and spread my pussy open and starts eating me like he's never tasted anything so good. I move one leg up on the couch beside hid head so he has better access which he happily takes, sliding a few fingers inside me with one hand while he pulls me closer with his other hand from behind gripping hard on my ass. I can't move or make a sound, it's exactly what I want; his fingers fucking me rhythmically while he pulls me into his mouth, sucking and licking my clit. It's hard for me to stay standing, I'm trembling, I can feel the pressure building, pleasure shooting all they way into my fingertips. I can only really whimper, "fuck me" and suddenly he's hit that spot inside that makes me squirt all over the fucking place, down my legs and onto his face and shirt. "Oh I love it when you do that, you're so fucking filthy", I can only really moan I don't have any witty comebacks at this point my mind is basically shut off. I just know that I want more, to keep going, do whatever he wants to do with me. Luckily he's prepared with his own ideas because he directs me "get up on the couch, on your knees", I oblige happily so that I'm facing the back of the couch, on my knees, he gets up off the floor and comes up behind me and I'm sure I know what's coming. He reaches around and rubs my tits with one hand, the other hand is on his cock which he starts sliding forward and back along my slit, making it nice and wet, then he rubs his slippery hard cock up my ass crack, teasing my asshole with the head, before going back down towards my clit and I'm feeling like I might just come without even getting fucked he feels so good. He leans right up against my back, pulling me up towards him and whispers, "I've been thinking about fucking you since the minute I saw you walk in, sinking my dick so deep into your tight little hole and cumming all over you just like you like" and with that he pushes into me just a little, slowly, and then out. Again, pushing his cock in halfway and then coming all the way out and I"m thinking who's the fucking tease now you asshole. I widen my stance a little, then reach around and grab both my ass checks and spread myself wide, arching my back and with that view of my wet, swollen hole he says, "oh you're such a good girl" and he finally thrusts his whole cock inside me and I hear him grunt the word "fuck" and I finally get that full, deep fucked feeling I've been waiting for. He pounds me for a few minute before reaching one hand around to rub my clit and he spits down onto my ass and rubs a wet finger around my asshole for a little bit before he slides it right in my ass. Now with his hands all over and inside me and his cock sliding in and out I have absolutely no control over what's happening in my body, I'm moaning and screaming, as I build towards a huge fucking orgasm that I feel in my whole body and I guess I don't realize how loud I'm being because he clasps his hand over my mouth and says "you always were a noisy fucking thing". I notice his hand is wet from being all over my pussy so I start to lick his fingers and as he puts them one by one in my mouth. This makes me want to put something else in my mouth so I pull myself off his dick and turn to face him. I can now see him for the first time and he's more than a little aroused, I'd say he looks like he's going to burst. I so want to help him with all that pressure, "lie down" I command and I kneel on the floor beside the couch and take his hard-on in both my hands. It's wet and slippery from being inside me as I rub up and down the shaft, then circle around his head and down around his balls for a minute before leaning over and putting my mouth around the tip. I swirl my tongue at the end gently and then lick his whole cock excitedly before taking the whole thing in my mouth. As I'm pumping up and down I'm playing gently with his balls and rubbing down between his thighs, I enjoy hearing him moan and say occasionally 'fuck yes'. He has one hand on my head guiding me up and down and with his other hand he's squeezing my tit, rubbing my hard little nipple. He says, "is this making you wet?" and a voice responds from the other side of the room, "sucking dick always makes her wet; she loves having a cock in her mouth", and I realize of course that Mark's here watching us and I wonder how long he's been there, if he saw me getting pounded just moments before. That thought makes me super fucking horny, as if I could get any more turned on. My pussy starts aching and all I know for sure is that I want to make both these guys come. I get up and walk over to Mark and take his hand, "Baby, enough watching, I need you to come fuck me now". He does what I ask, walks over and kneels behind me, he slaps my ass a few times and spreads my cheeks wide. I notice both men a still wearing all their clothes, they just have their cocks out with this pants pulled down a little, it's only me that's totally naked, which makes me feel vulnerable and really fucking sexy at the same time. I feel Mark's fingers on my pussy, sliding along the outside, noticing that it's super wet, not hesitating to thrust a few fingers inside. I'm still buzzing from all the earlier attention that this takes me right to a 9/10 in a matter of seconds. “Put you mouth on his cock”, Mark instructs me. I’m a little curious what’s going to happen next, but I figure I’ll just let it happen, I put that cock back in my mouth and then feel Mark from behind me rubbing himself against my pussy. The thought of him sliding into me while I’m blowing someone else is pretty fucking hot and I can’t help groaning as I feel him slowly pushing his way into me. I think he likes the view from behind, with me on my knees bent over the side of the couch getting my mouth and pussy fucked at the same time. I can feel so many hands on me, on my head, grabbing my hair, pushing me up and down, and Mark’s hands grabbing fistfuls of my ass as he slowly slides in and out - the whole thing feels fucking incredible.

Mark reaches up and grabs my hair, pulls my head back and whispers “I want you to fuck us both. And I’m going to fuck your ass and make you come” . We might have talked about this but I never thought it would really happen. I’m not even sure I can fit two cocks inside me at once, but I guess we’re gonna find out! I turn around and face Mark and take his face in my hands -“ baby are sure?” “Yes I’m fucking sure just do what you’re told”. Giddy up. So my ex has no idea what’s happening but he seems game for anything as I climb on top of him, I bend forward and put my little ass in the air. Mark gets up on the sofa behind me and I can feel him stroking everything from my ass down to my clit, sliding his fingers inside making them nice and wet and rubbing all that wetness all over my ass before I feel the head of his cock pushing slowly in. He takes his time because I need a minute to be able to take him all in - and finally as he’s sliding all the way in and out, I lower myself down onto the second cock that’s right there waiting for me. Mark reaches around grabbing my tits in both hands pulling my body towards him as he’s thrusting; controlling our movement. The feeling of both cocks filling me up, reaching everything inside me feels like more than I can bear and when I feel a hand on my clit I know an orgasm is coming that I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. It comes through my whole body and makes me moan and whimper for what feels like forever while both men continue sliding rhythmically in and out. “You dirty slut, I love watching you get fucked, taking all this cock like such a good girl”, Mark growls at me and I feel both men fucking harder and deeper. With his hands on my hips, my ex pulls me down onto him hard as he finally blows his load deep inside of me with a long grunt. Something about his coming seems to excite Mark even more. He pulls me off and up, spinning me around to face him standing. With one hand on my throat he kisses me hard, slowly walking us over to a nearby table. The cum that’s pouring out of me makes everything so wet in between my legs, down my thighs and all around my tight little asshole; the cum is just everywhere. Mark says, “I’m going to cover you in cum, you dirty bitch”, and he pushes me face down over the table, my slippery wet ass facing him. He seems to be pondering what to do next because there’s an obvious pause while he spreads my ass cheeks and then rubs his cock from the top of my pussy and clit up and down all the way up my ass and back and few times. “So many choices”, he says and he pushes his way into my ass again, just a little, slowly like he’s not sure. After a few thrusts he switches, shoving his cock deep into my pussy. He does this a few times, rubbing himself against my clit, and pushing his cock into me in alternating holes back and forth. The change in sensation makes me a little bit crazy like I don’t know what I want, I want it all. It feels so good but also not knowing what to expect is frustrating like I am at his mercy. Which I guess I am. At some point I look back and see we’re being watched, of course, it’s a nice show why would anyone leave now? I’m sure my ex will jerk off thinking of this scene for years - me bent over the table, fully naked, my legs spread open, Mark with one hand on my back holding me in place, his other hand on his cock as he uses it perfectly on me, expertly and patiently, allowing us both to feel everything he’s doing, using every part of me. I feel in that moment thoroughly used by both of them, like a toy. I love the feeling of being held down while Mark thrusts his cock in and out, reaching that spot inside my pussy that makes me want him never to stop. He’s moving now faster and deeper, fucking me completely now while I moan uncontrollably. He’s put his free hand on my ass squeezing a nice fistful, hard, then giving me a good pinch which makes me cry out. “That’s my girl, you’re such a dirty slut, you love getting fucked, being filled with cum. Should I come in you ? Do you want it?” And with that he puts a finger in my wet, gaping ass, while he thrusts deep inside me, and I try to grind against him with my hips, but he holds me firmly with his other hand and repeats himself, “I said, do you want me to cum in you? You need to ask for it” “yes, fuck you. You fucking assshole fuck me, fill me with your cock, do whatever you want. I want you own me”, I scream, as if I have any say in what’s happening to me. With his finger fucking my ass and his cock now slamming me I come again so hard as I groan and squirm under his hold before I feel him unloading his whole load deep inside me with a grunt and shudder that leaves us both collapsed and heaving.

After a minute he pulls out, leaving me spread open against the table dripping wet.

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