A Wonderful Birthday – MMF Threesome

We entered the bedroom and shut the door. He kissed me as his hands began unbuttoning the shirt that Guy had let me borrow. There was something decadent in having my boyfriend’s shirt removed from my body by another man. A man that couldn’t stop devouring me with his eyes and telling me how beautiful and sexy I was. A man that couldn't stop kissing me.

Gods I needed the attention. I had been drained from dealing with so many negative emotions over the two past weeks. Sex had been the furthest thing from my mind, but now my heart was racing.

He laid me back on the bed and began to eat me out. I have always been strange about oral sex. While it can be a big turn on, it has the potential to completely shut me down. A friend once told me that I was the only person that he had ever met that could actually get bored while being eaten. Over the last several years, I have learned how to gently steer guys onto other activities, if and or when my mind begins to wander.

But here, with him, it felt good. Combined with internal stimulation, I had my first orgasm of the night. It knocked me into that space where time has no meaning and the order of events get fuzzy.

I don’t know if it was before or after I took his cock in my mouth, that the bedroom door opened. Guy came in and shut the door behind him. “Just peeking in,” he said. I always appreciate when Guy checks in on me. We have had numerous conversations about how I don’t like to feel alone; how I appreciate the life line.

Before the party, Guy had run through the guest list and told me that I would like my new friend. And of course, he was right. What I didn’t know, was that Guy was extremely comfortable in joining us. Sometimes I forget that he has done this for so much longer than I have; people who are new to me are not necessarily new to him.

I was expecting to try dp or something similar, but instead Guy did the most amazing thing. He “gave” me a birthday present – he crossed one of the things off my sexual bucket list. Not the “airtight” that I had discussed wanting to try (that would have required another gentleman), but something else I had mentioned that I wanted to see. He gave a blow job!

The sight of another man's cock in his mouth; his lips sliding up and down it, was so incredibly hawt. My gods, even now, just the memory has made my pussy dripping wet and my nipples stand at attention. I told him how hawt I found it; how exciting it was. There, in real life, inches from my face was the stuff that fills the porn I love to watch.

I was so torn. I wanted Guy to bring him to orgasm and yet, I wanted to climb on the dick that was in Guy's wonderful mouth and ride until the hysterical giggles that follow a powerful orgasm overwhelmed me. Guy pulled away and smirked at me “Happy Birthday.”  My heart was aflutter with my love for Guy, yet pounding in my chest; my body needing release.

Guy slipped out sometime shortly there after. I rode my new friend until I had no more energy. I had already begun to giggle by the time we changed positions. I was giggling hysterically when he came.

My new friend wants to see me again. I think that is an excellent idea. I wonder if perhaps sometime Guy would join us again for a MMF session. There are so many other possibilities….