3 Cocks for C

She was naked tied to the bed.

I’d been tormenting her for a while, telling her I’d got a plan to really give her a that really special fucking she’d always wanted.

She was freshly waxed, just a little strip of blonde pubes.

Her legs were smooth as silk.

She was surprised that I didn’t want her to wear sexy underwear, it was always how we started, but no, I wanted her naked, blindfolded, restraining her was an extra twist, but she knew that I’d release her if she wasn’t happy.

What she didn’t know, there was to be three of us.

I was so turned on, teasing her, and it had the same effect on me, and my cock felt all tingly and taught, my balls tight with cum. We hadn’t fucked for a week, so the sexual tension was high.

The room was candle lit, she was spread eagled in the middle of the bed, tied by her wrists, she’d wanted her legs free, “in case I need to grip”, she said.

We had a king size bed, we’d upgraded a few years earlier, when we realised that we liked mfm , and needed a bigger bed regularly.

(we actually broke the old bed, when three of us had got a bit carried away.)

I’d left the front door on the latch. Paul knew the score, come straight in, strip off and come up to our room. No noise.

I heard the stairs creak, so did C. “Are you there” she asked..

Silence, I could see her breathing deepening in anticipation.

Her nipples erected, her hips involuntarily moving.

Paul walked in, naked, hard on bouncing before him.

Bizarrely, he shook my hand, his young friend behind him. We shook hands too.

He was about twenty years younger than us, fit, his cock wasn’t as big, but it was very stiff. He was hairless. He had a stainless cock ring around his shaft and balls, it was holding it up nicely, his nob end was purple and engorged.

Paul’s cock a bit thicker than me, C always said it wasn’t longer than mine, though

He was, however, a heavy cummer, she loved that and so did I, it was always fantastic to slide in her cunt after he’d spunked in her.

Imagine putting your cock in hot butter, then having it squeezed as you did. It amazed me how tight she got, the more she was fucked.

Paul had got chatting to Nat on the site. They’d been discussing what they liked, etc, and Nat had invited Paul for coffee, he’d told me this, prior to this meeting.

Thinking it was just to meet up and chat, he’d gone. He had no intention to have a homosexual relationship. Like me, we weren’t homophobic, if you’re going to share a woman, it’s to be expected that you might touch the other guy when you do.

When Paul had arrived at Nats, he was invited in. Nat had just got out of the shower and answered the door wearing just a towel.

As soon as he’d closed the door, Nat dropped his towel, and asked Paul if he could suck his cock.

Paul said he was really surprised, but as he asked so politely, and was a nice looking young man to boot. He let him.

Paul said it was the best blow job he’d ever had, and Nat had swallowed everything.

(I’d seen how much cum oozed out of my wife after Paul had fucked her,so I knew that was impressive)

He’d gone back a few more times, and been treated to the same, each time. Nat wanted nothing for this service, not even a wank.

Sharing experiences, Paul had told him about us, not naming us, just how things were, and what we’d do. Apparently Nat liked to be told all about us when he sucked Paul’s cock.

It was Paul telling me this, that had got me thinking.

I thought Paul could fuck my wife, then, as I fucked her, we could watch Nat suck him hard again while I took my turn with my wife.

Nat could then do the same for me, suck me hard.

As I’ve explained before, C loved to see two men ‘in action’ so I thought it would be interesting to see how she’d like this.

What I didn’t expect, was for Nat to be so horny and interested in my wife.

He looked at her, naked, legs moving, we could see her cunt lips were glistening with anticipation, he looked at me, and mouthed, “can I fuck your wife, please”

“Be my guest “ I mouthed.

He was on the bed in a flash. He was between her legs, his cock slid in easily.

“Oh fuck” my wife said..”oh yes, oh, not too fast, slowly,”

Nat slowed a bit, then paused..”oh yes, that’s nice” she raised her legs up over his hips, gripping him around his hips.

He had a nice arse, for a man. It was very erotic watching him fuck her. She was bucking and grinding into him.

Paul got on one side of the bed, I got on the other.

We were both touching her, and him, so it was no surprise that they didn’t last very long, and with a lot of “oh yes, oh fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming “ from both of them, they jointly climaxed.

Paul practically wrenched Nat from between her thighs and he took his place, but not before I took hold of his cock and helped guide it into my wife’s wet, and open cunt.

“Oh I know who this is, this is Paul, I know that cock, oh Paul fuck me, give me your cum, too”

She was cumming again, one of the reasons for our enjoying mfm was her long extended orgasms. She’d cum when it was just the two of us, but when there was another cock for her to enjoy, she’d just keep cumming.

Paul knew the score, he teased and fucked, raising himself up, his cock out almost all the way, covered in cum and cunt juice, then thrusting back in.

She was screaming with delight, calling him all the names under the sun.

She was squelching with her juices and Nat’s spunk.

I was leaning between them, kissing her nipples, feeling her belly and clit as she was fucked.

It was a surprise to feel a hand on my cock, then a warm mouth enclosed it.

I’d forgotten Nat.

But Nat hadn’t forgotten me, he was sucking me, squeezing my balls.

“Oh fuck” I said into my wife’s mouth. “I’m getting my cock sucked”

“Take the blindfold off, let me see”

As I laid back, I took the blindfold with me.

Nat was bending over me, rubbing and softly sucking my cock.

Paul was getting faster, C was bucking and fucking, calling me a dirty fucker, calling Paul a randy sod, begging for him to cum.

Reluctantly I put my hand on Nat’s head, to stop him.

Paul was stabbing at her with his cock, grunting like a stuck pig, I knew he was cumming.

I pushed him aside, and as soon as I was in her, I spunked.

Deep throbbing thrusts ejaculated my cum into her.

I collapsed to one side of her. Nat was moving me out the way..

He was back in her, and she was continuing to cum.

Paul and I released her hands from the ties.

She hugged Nat tightly, with her arms and legs wrapped around him.

He was slower this time.

But she was just cumming, begging to be fucked, begging for more cum.

Paul was on his knees by their heads. His cock, thick, but hanging down, covered in cum and cunt juice.

Nat looked at it, then leaned forward and took it in his mouth.

My wife was watching, fucking, crying out every swear word she could think of..

Fuck, cunt, suck him, cum in me , bastards, fucking dirty cunting bastards..

Nat’s thrusts got more urgent, Paul’s cock got hard as it got cleaned.

As soon as Nat had cum, Paul was in his place.

Nat started sucking my cock.

Paul tried to be gentle, tried to take his time, but C was having none of this.

Soon he was adding to the mixture.

Nat hadn’t succeeded (ha ha) in getting me hard again, but he was, in fact he was hard all the time he was with us.

He stopped sucking me off and got back between her legs.

Then his cock was back in her.

They fucked a further twice, without uncoupling.

It was really erotic watching them just moving, C had wrapped herself around him and he just moved his hips. She was mewing and moaning as he did her.

I couldn’t do her again, but Paul did.

She couldn’t walk the next day, and had to have a day in bed…

But that’s another story, if you’re interested I’ll tell it.