Free Erotic Stories

How it started

It all started not so innocently enough. My wife and I started fantasizing during foreplay about asking others into our playtime rituals. I would ask, Do we need to phone a friend? To which she would normally reply, Not yet. I, of course would be disappointed for a moment but, our playtime was normally so much fun, the disappointment would fade away. The sex was amazing! After a failed marriage before with someone who was quite asexual, ANY attention at all was amazing.

N, as I shall call her, was to put it simply, fucking AMAZING in bed. She was the first girl I ever encountered who truly fucked like a pornstar. And I dont say that lightly. Her pussy had a Kung Fu grip - it just yanked you back in and threw you around the room, making you beg for mercy. The first night we met, she asked me back to her place, where she fucked my brains out for hours. She squirted for her first time that night and we were inseparable from then on. We were both hooked. A couple days later, she picked me up in her sports car, with The Who blaring from the stereo. I knew then and there, she was the one.

Anyway so a couple years went by, of us having hot sex and fantasies. There was almost a routine to it - Id ask what she would do and shed relate a story or seducing someone and bringing them home. Then one day, I asked what she wanted to do and she asked, Ok, who do you have in mind?

Up until this point, I hadnt actually thought through that question. She asked about my best friend. Sure, I said. Cut to a scene a week or so later, in the upstairs portion of a rock club, where she cornered him on a couch and removed her shirt, rubbing her great tits all over his face while I watched from a distance.

Rather stupidly, my friend declined. Shocking, I know. But what do you do?

On and off from there, we tried a few other people I knew with no success.

Then one night, I asked if SHE had any ideas. She stopped, looked up and mentioned a guy well call Skinny. She was sure he would probably be up for it. Skinny was a guy who was someone we had hired a couple times for odd jobs around the house. He wasnt particularly handsome or well built or anything. He was just a guy that she thought would be happy to join in.

Call him, I said.

Nervously, she did. I nervously listened in and things were a GO.

Oh shit. Suddenly this was real. She leapt up and ran to put on something less comfortable. I quickly ran about, getting together drink items and putting on music.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. She looked at me and bit her lip. I winked, dimmed the lamp.

N opened the door to Skinny, standing there in his leather coat and newsboy hat. N was wearing a skimpy black number with lots of see-through lace. I knew under that was a wet, nervous pussy wanting action with perky nipples attracting as much attention as possible.

Skinny came in, took off his coat and stood there. A brief moment of silence hung in the air as he took in the view of N standing in front of him, me a few paces away watching this unfold. He was wearing a white sleeveless T-shirt, his arms toned but not super muscular. He definitely worked for a living and it showed.

I asked him if he would like a drink. Please! He exclaimed. This is a bit new for me.

I turned and walked into the kitchen to make a few drinks. Upon my return, I saw that N had pushed Skinny onto the couch and was kneeling over him, giving him a long, deep kiss. I set the glasses for she and he on the table beside them. I moved toward a chair some feet away and watched her work her magic, while I sipped a whiskey.

N performed her mating ritual. Deep kissing and fondling. She pulled down her top and shoved his face into her chest. She let out a deep sigh, which I knew it meant she was ready to rumble. And boy, was I ready to see this!

N again kissed him deeply, then reached down for his belt, loosening it as she probed for his tongue.

It was at this point, I decided I needed to film this encounter with my phone. I hopped up, slid out of the room, quickly returning to film from around the corner of the room. Skinny saw what I was doing and nodded. As I turned the camera on, N unzipped his pants and tugged them down a bit. She reached inside and pulled out a good cock. It was not nearly as thick as mine but just as long, if not a tad more than my own. Immediately she went to work giving him the best head he had ever had, Im sure of that.

Suddenly she stopped and gave me a glance. Are you getting this? she asked. I nodded in the affirmative. She stood up, removed her thong, then eased herself onto his cock, letting out a bit of a moan. Oh yes.

From there, she fucked as I filmed. And it was fucking glorious. They traded positions and removed clothing. There were moans, groans and lots of noises. Good noises.

After a while, I put the camera away. They took a break and we all had more drinks. Skinny mentioned this was a first for him, to which we said the same. More drinks and idle chitchat.

Shortly thereafter, N stood up with her outfit slid to around her waist. I need more to finish up the evening. With that, she turned around to face me, bent over and took my throbbing cock in in her mouth. Her ass as straight in Skinnys crotch. He of course slid in and began to pound away as N began to moan.

She stopped, licked the head of my cock, looked up into my eyes, and turned around. My cock slid easily into her wet pussy. Skinnys cock went down Ns throat. After a few minutes, N stood up again and turned back around, wrapping her lips around my cock and began feverishly working it. Skinny asked, Hey, did you come in her yet?

Nope. Have at it. I responded. Skinny then buried his tongue deep in Ns dripping pussy. She let out a moan, then came with fury. Skinny stood up, shoved is cock deep into her pussy and let out a guttural moan. Ns eyes rolled back in her head as she yelled, Oh yes! Yes! Fill that pussy up baby!

Oh and he did.