Home Office & Seduced By A Bi Couple

Home Office & Seduced By A Bi CoupleI was both excited and nervous as the elevator doors opened. I had never met this couple, only traded some emails back and forth, as well as some photos of us and what we all had in mind. Before me was a long hallway of apartments. Theirs was a G, so I imagined it was close to half way down. As I passed each door the images of what they had in mind passed before my eyes. I was getting increasingly excited as I placed myself deeper and deeper into each scenario.They asked me to come that Thursday, late afternoon, to fulfill a fantasy of theirs. One that they had discussed, and one that both are apparently equally nervous and excited to fulfill. I dressed in a white button-down and leather pants. They asked for neither, but both just seemed right for what they had in mind – a nice mix between easy access and upscale looks. Something between yogic healthy and a****listic rutting. I had checked in with the doorman, so when I buzzed the door opened it after only a moment’s murmuring. We both just stood there, just as we were. She had the curves and bust of a smaller BBW, dressed in a classic bit of black lingerie. Behind her I could see the living room, with a home-office layout; a desk and a desk-seat – free of any arms in front of it. I smiled, as did she. I even nodded, and she did a cute curtsy. Behind her, the man I assumed was her husband nodded and smiled. It seemed we all liked what we saw, which was a good start.From the scotch glasses I could see the party had already begun. I could not tell if it was to take the edge off, but they seemed to be enjoying themselves, which is a nice start. Scotches on the rocks and smiles is never a bad thing. We say hello briefly and he smile in our eyes twinkled as they met. Knowing what our emails have said, we were both bursa escort glad to have at least some of this mapped out for us. Happy that none of us were exaggerating about our looks; which as can happen from time to time unfortunately.She stepped back and waved me in, her hand stopped at the desk and the seat before it. I admire the curves her and the fit body of her husband behind her. She had that wonderful office body, not a gym body, more of someone who sits in front of a computer doing financials while day dreaming of something like this unfolding. An accountant or small businesses all day, a, brazen slut by night. We kiss on the cheeks as I brushed past. I see the worker-bee seat where so much of your fantasy unfolds and I unbutton the first few buttons of my shirt. The shirt fell open as I continued down to my pants. Yes, there is already a bulge just from knowing what you have in mind. I continue unbuttoning the top few buttons of my pants, leaving them open to reveal my now excited cock and just a touch of my pubic hair beneath the fly. I hear you whisper in my ear, “Why don’t you get yourself ready.” It is more of a purr than a request, so I reached into my pants and take myself in hand, as I sit. I gently stroke myself as my other hand reaches below to feel my shaved balls and beneath. I can feel both of their gazes on me as I make an effort at small talk.I raise my hands to my nipples to pull on them gently. I can feel my own excitement rise as I stroke myself to my full hardness. I rise up and remove my pants and my shoes. As if on its own, my hand slides down to massage my balls and below. My cock expands to its full eight inches. I see and feel the touch of her fingers upon me. I let out a small moan to show my appreciation and mounting excitement. Her fingers are like velvet as bursa escort bayan they drift down my shaft to the base of my organ. She moves further, feeling my balls and that oh so sensitive spot just below them. I lean back, opening the way for her to swing a leg over and climb on. She doesn’t immediately settle herself onto my erection. Instead she continues holding it, stroking it, staring into my eyes and rubbing my hardness as she settles onto my knees. We kiss as she shimmies up and onto my lap. Her pubis is trimmed nicely and I can see her wetness as she teases me. I can feel the electricity in the air, between us and even to include her husband. He is watching, hardening, waiting and getting himself ready as well, and yes, it excites me as well.She bends down at one point as she kiss my nipples. We both enjoy the way they stand at attention just for her. She is suckling me, holding my hands down where my sides should have beenOut of nowhere she slaps my face, grabs my chin and kisses me so hard I can feel her tongue at the back of my teeth. She also sits down on my lap and begins to grind her whole body into mine. Her fingers grab onto my nipples, pulling and twisting ever so gently. My body reacts by pulling back, raising my hips, and giving her just a little bit more cock that she was looking for. I am thinking to myself, “don’t cum yet, there is so much more in store,”I watch as she bites her lower lip and settles herself back onto me, gently, deeply, caringly. And yes, it works. I open my mouth, enjoying what she is doing as I see her husband come closer. He has his cock out and I watch as he places it into her mouth as she engulfs it with a catlike smile of her own. I can feel my hands as they work their way around her glorious hips and down the cleft between her cheeks. Her eyes escort bursa never break contact with mine as she guides her husband’s cock toward her lips and yes towards my mouth. That is when I realize that my mouth was not just waiting, it was wanting her husband’s cock. I opened my mouth to kiss her more deeply, to take her husband’s cock, to suck his cock as her lips, her entire body to begins to envelope my body and mind into a single pulsing body.The moment his cock met my lips, so too did our lips. My delving finger found her waiting anus. She pulled away for just a moment, saying only “don’t put it in, Jay, just massage it ever so lightly, And began to massage it, just as she said she liked. Her head went back – leaving his cock with only one mouth to feed. She begin to rock back and forth on my shaft as she watched me suck her husband fully and deeply. Just the look on her face made me want to take him deeper.She knew this as she reached up to remove his cock, stroking him while offering me his balls to enjoy. I slathered them with saliva as she continued stroking and guiding. It was her game and her show, but then again it always had been. I was the bisexual toy they had wanted in their post. I was the second M in their MMF who was their slut to play with.In time she moved to the desk, sitting on the edge of it while watching and playing with herself. The look on her face was pure, unbridled lust as she massaged her own breasts and rubbed herself to a loud orgasm. She climbed back on me as the three of our tongues entwined, each of us sucking, licking and engulfing each other to orgasm after orgasm.At one point I remember her riding my tongue as another set of lips and fingers brought me off. I remember she and I kissing as we sucked him, licking his cum from each other’s cheeks and chins.We exhausted each other, and that was even before we moved to their bedroom. It was a late afternoon that flowed into an evening, and keeps coming back in my days and nights with a long, glorious smile, like no other.