My gay friend and I might hookup. My gay guy friend, Tim. I know, I know...
Tim has never been with a woman before, and expressed interest in trying it. Well, not interest, per se. I've always been attracted to him. He flirts with me constantly, and I love the male attention. Did I mention, he's lovely? And I, in a not so lovely moment, kind of bullied him into admitting it, while we were drunk. I cornered him. After an onslaught of questions, I made him say that if he didn't have to kiss her, touch her breasts, or go down on her, that he imagined he could get through it. Get through it! Did I mention that the woman he was talking about was Madonna? Doesn't matter. My vagina was alight with a devilish idea. But, I'm not kidding myself. I'm not expecting any sort of relationship or reciprocal attraction out of him. I just want him to see that it's not so bad. I can be very convincing. And I desperately want to be his first.
So, we planned it! Having not got any tail in a while, he said that it seemed like a good time. Tim' s coming over tonight, and he said he's bringing a surprise. I said that it had better be his hard cock. He just said that he needed a little help. I'm expecting booze. I wear a sexy dress that he always compliments me on. When I open the door, I am surprised to see Tim, with another guy beside him.
"Are we having a party?" I ask, having already taken a couple shots to loosen up.
"I didn't think you'd mind," Tim smiles. I welcome them in, and meet Thomas; a older guy that doesn't particularly strike me as gay. But either does Tim, if that's tells you what my gaydar is like. He's attractive, with a striking jawline, and broad chest; that's all you need to know. We drink, quite late into the night, flirting and laughing like old pals, and I'm wondering if Tim brought his friend over so that he wouldn't have to sleep with me. At one point, I think I may have a better chance with Thomas. The three of us are sitting on the couch, with me in the middle. Thomas is looking deep into my eyes, as if he's searching for something, and smiles as if he's found it. I'm feeling warm and squishy, and decide that I shouldn't push Tim into anything, no matter how bad I want it. I'm the worst. I turn to Tim and put my hand on his leg, and smile at him apologetically. And well, Thomas may have taken that as a cue, because he takes my chin in his hand, turns my face back to his, and kisses me.
He tastes sweet, of liquor, and his kiss is surprisingly soft. A little confused, but sauced enough to go with the flow, I kiss him back, opening my mouth slightly to allow his warm tongue to enter. It does, but only barely, as if too shy to leave its own cave. I smile at the timidness of it, and give him mine, instead. In the kiss, I'm feeling loose and loving, and almost forget Tim behind me. I turn to him, to gauge his reaction. I realize my hand not only hasn't left his leg, but has actually migrated towards his crotch.
"Oh!" I laugh, removing it, about to say sorry. I expect him to want to leave, and he stands, but doesn't make a move towards the exit. "Maybe we should call it a night?" I ask, hoping to at least save our friendship. He replies with a relaxed smile.
"I think the night's just beginning."
Whoa. I get my game face on, leading them to the bedroom. Thomas kisses me again, harder this time, with intention behind it. He begins to lift my dress up over my head. I see Tim take off his shirt behind Thomas, revealing a gorgeously toned upper body. I expected nothing less from him. He comes up behind Thomas, lifting his shirt off as well. Thomas drifts down to my breasts, flicking the nipples through my bra with his tongue. Tim takes off his jeans; I can see his erection through his boxer briefs, then gets started on Thomas' pants. He reaches around him to undo the fly, kissing his neck in the process. Seeing the two men stirs something in me. Perhaps it's the booze talking, but I feel grateful to see them expressing their attraction in front of me, happy and privileged to witness it. Being a straight woman, I can't begin to count the possible reasons for gay guys not to, but most I hang out with simply don't engage in PDA. And damn, it's hot.
Thomas continues southerly, kneeling, kissing my pussy over my panties. I want him, I want his mouth on me, between me; the teasing is driving me wild. Tim approaches. He smiles, lopsided from the booze, but still a bit nervous. He leans around Thomas, and kisses my neck. I lean into him, breathing him in, savouring the moment of first contact. A moan escapes my mouth, and he laughs into my neck. Thomas below, pulls my panties down, and lets his tongue slither in between my hungry lips. Tim reaches around me, struggling, and finally unclasping my bra. He smiles sheepishly, beholding my breasts for the first time. Beholding any breasts for the first time. Thomas saves him the task, by reaching up to touch them as he kisses my pussy. I boldly reach over for Tim's cock, and grope it through his underwear. His eyes go wide for a second, looking at me surprised, then close, and allow himself to feel the pleasure without prejudice. He takes them off, and I am happy to see his cock nice and hard. I want him to have a good time. As I think the thought, Thomas pivots on his knees towards Tim. He grabs Tim's dick, and works it over in his hands. Tim's hips lean forward, straining for more. I kneel beside Thomas, and kiss him on the mouth while he jerks Tim's cock. It seems crazy, but I take Tim's cock in my mouth, right beside Thomas. He takes his dick out of his pants as well, and starts moving his hand over it. He stands, removing his pants and boxers, so now I have both in front of me. What's a girl to do?
I take one in each hand, and begin jerking them. I look up at them sexily, as I lick the tip of Thomas' cock now. I swirl my tongue around Tim's. I go back to Thomas, opening my mouth, taking him quickly in, and out a few times. After, I do the same to Tim's. My mouth is wet, and doesn't betray me. As I blow them, I can feel the moisture dripping down my lips. I take more time with each, giving them a proper sucking, almost as if the other isn't there, to allow them to enjoy watching, rather than just waiting for their turn. I guide their hand to their own cocks when I do this to the other, so no one is wanting.
Thomas lifts me up, sitting me on the edge of the bed. He lustily kisses me on the mouth, perhaps enjoying the thought of tasting the both of their cocks on me. He lays me back, his cock dangling in front of me, teasing the opening of my pussy, but I want Tim to do it first. Thomas takes the cue, and includes Tim in a kiss, leading his cock toward me. Thomas guides the tip in, ever so slightly, so that he won't fumble with it, and bends to kiss my breasts. I close my eyes, not wanting to pressure Tim. I enjoy Thomas on my tits, arching my back and moaning, love the feeling of Tim's cock right about to go in. I can't fucking wait, it's driving me wild. Come on, Tim! Fuck me! Oh, god! Seriously! My pussy is so wet and perfect for your cock right now! And then, he thrusts.
Slowly at first, perhaps a little unsure of how I'd like it to be done, but soon the pleasure of my pussy overwhelms him, and he starts to fuck at his own pace. "Oh, fuck yes! Ohhh!" I sigh, encouraging him to keep going, but Thomas muffles my moans by kissing me on the mouth. He kneels beside my head, and positions his cock above me. I part my lips and take him in, holding him there in my mouth, as Tim continues to fuck me. My lips naturally move up and down his cock, with each of Tim's thrusts. Thomas grabs my tits, and I blow his cock in between gasps of ecstasy from what's happening to my pussy. Tim thrust's have become more confident, rebounding off of me in a steady, intoxicating rhythm. His cock is thick, filling me completely, and I imagine it's the wettest, loveliest thing he's ever had his cock in. It's this thought that makes me come, removing Thomas' cock from my mouth to cry out, "Fuuuuck!"
"Should I stop?" Tim asks, to my negative response.
"Fuck, no!" He resumes, fucking me for a minute or so, before, not knowing any better, pulling out and coming on my stomach. And like a true gentleman, he then takes Thomas' dick in his mouth, while I make out with Thomas, and blowing him until he comes hard and hot. "Wow, wow, wow," I remark, my mind truly blown as well.
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