"Three-Way with Bill and Kim"
by decal decal02@hotmail.com
A "little something" happened to me since I last wrote to you. Remember me telling you in my first e-mail about a guy at my health club, the one who caught me checking him out in his briefs and threw a boner and then called me a faggot. Well, a week or so later he came up to me and apologized. Said he told his girlfriend about what happened and what he said. Seems she called him a jerk for what he did. Anyway we went out for a bite to eat after working out. He seemed OK. A little shy actually. He mentioned that he wanted me to meet his girlfriend sometime. I didn't commit one way or the other but was intrigued. He said a couple of things that make me think he might be bi. That really got my fantasy life going, thinking he wanted to have a 3-way with his girlfriend. After that, we were at the health club at the same time a couple of times. Each time he made a point of coming by my locker to talk -- with a towel over his shoulder, wearing just his briefs. Then one ! nigh t I was sitting on the bench, and he was standing over me. Of course, I was looking. It was clear he wanted me to. (Was this really the same guy?) There was no one around us and just like that he threw a hard-on. Well, I went rock hard pretty quick myself ... I was already in my Levi's so it was damn uncomfortable! We heard someone approaching and he covered himself with his towel, reminded me that he wanted me to meet his girlfriend and then took off.
A few days later, a Friday night, when I signed in at the gym, the attendant gave me this envelope. Inside were two photos. A Polaroid of this guy in his Jockeys showing hard and a regular photo of him and his girlfriend standing on some beach. He was wearing red Speedos, she was in a white bikini. It was the first time I'd seen her. She seemed older than him (he told me he was 26 ... from the photo I placed her in her mid 30's), but she sure had taken care of herself. I felt a stirring between my legs just looking at her. Anyway, written on the back of the photo of the two of them was: "Join us for dinner at Jake's Grill Saturday night. Reservations at 7. Kim and Bill." Well, decision time was upon me, and I decided to go.
What a night...what a night...what a night. It was totally unreal. Here's the story I wrote about what happened:
I got to Jake's Grill a little before 7, adrenaline pumping like you wouldn't believe. Dark blue Dockers, white long sleeved oxford shirt (button down collar) with a red wool tie and tan camel hair sport coat (Jake's is a pretty upscale spot). Oh, and underneath, my favorite pair of gray CK boxer briefs (they're particularly snug and show my basket real nice). Well, when 7:10 came and went, I began to wonder if they were actually going to show up. Part of me was just starting to feel a little relieved when Kim came through the door.
"You must be Dan," she said warmly and extended her hand. "Sorry we're late. Traffic was awful. Bill is parking the car."
I was damn nervous as I shook her hand and said something I don't remember. I'll bet it was pretty lame. But she laughed. She took my arm as if we were longtime friends and said something like "Bill has told me so much about you." Now, she was wearing this short black cocktail dress that hugged her body like a second skin. Very simple, very elegant. She looked great in that snapshot. She looked great in real life. And her standing so close to me had my head spinning and heart pounding. My dick is the only part of me that behaved, probably because I was so nervous. All this is going on while we're exchanging pleasantries, me on automatic pilot.
Finally Bill shows up, shakes my hand and states the obvious: "You've met." Kim and I laughed and Bill blushed. The whole thing was kind of weird in a funny sort of way. By the time we were seated in this secluded, dimly-lit booth, my radar picked up that Bill was just about as nervous as I was. But not to worry. Sitting between us, Kim was in total command. Joking, talking, asking questions -- generally breaking the ice and holding court. Before long I was feeling more or less relaxed. The wine helped a bit, too. Found out that she's a doctor, a pediatrician. Bill, it turns out, is a lab supervisor at her hospital. Anyway, a couple of times she casually dropped her hand under the table and placed it on my thigh. Each time she stroked my leg with her fingers for a few moments. That was all. But it was electric. By the way, my dick was responding now -- hard enough stretch the crotch of my pants but not uncomfortably so. I began to notice that her other hand was under the table a lot. It wasn't hard to imagine what she was doing to Bill. That was confirmed when she got up to go to the ladies room just after we declined desserts and were waiting for coffees. When Bill stood up to let her out, the bulge of his erection was clearly visible under his tan slacks. Not only that but there was a dime-sized wet spot at the top of the bulge. Considering that his juices would have had to pass through briefs, shirt tail and slacks, I wondered if he had actually shot off. Either that or he leaks buckets of pre-cum (a damn exciting thought). After she left, he slid in right beside me. We sat quietly for a minute or so. Then he asked me what I thought of her. I said something about how nice she was.
"She's hot for you, you know?" he whispered. "I knew she would be. You'll come over to her place, won't you?"
At that moment and before I could answer, Kim returned. As Bill moved to get out, Kim motioned him to stay there next to me. Our coffees arrived. Kim's hand was back under the table. Bill leaned back a bit. I glanced down. Her hand was slowly moving in his lap. The bulge in my Dockers became no longer comfortable.
"I hope you've forgiven Bill his unfortunate remark at the gym," Kim said. There it was. The first reference to why we were there together.
"Oh, not a problem," I answered. "It was nice that he apologized."
"Men can be so limited sometimes." There was a long pause. "You know, Dan, I like him in his shorts, too," she whispered. I almost responded that I'm more interested in women but bit my lip.
"Give me your hand," she said.
She lifted her hand from Bill's lap and took mine. "Such long, strong fingers," she whispered as she massaged each one. God, it felt good. Then she guided my hand into Bill's lap. My fingers touched his now open fly and she guided my fingers into his pants. I touched his erection through his very damp briefs. Reaching further I found the head of his cock. Through Bill's slacks Kim began to work my hand over his erection. I couldn't believe what was happening and was grateful for the dim seclusion of our booth. Then with a series of very slight jerks Bill quietly came, his warm juices soaking through his shorts and all over my fingers.
When he finished cumming, I slipped my hand out of his pants and wiped it off on my napkin. Bill got his zipper back up just moments before the server showed up with the check, which Kim insisted on picking up. When we got outside, Kim told me I could follow them in my car. She didn't even ask if I wanted to join them, just assumed that I would. I did.
I followed Bill and Kim to a very nice apartment a few miles from Jake's Grill. As they led me up the only flight of stairs, Bill's hand drifted from Kim's waist and slipped under her short dress. I watched him play with her ass, giving it a good squeeze. She giggled like a schoolgirl. Now by this time, my hormones were raging and my nervousness was climbing.
Bill offered me a drink as we entered. I told him no thanks. Not even a drink was going to relax the knot in my stomach. Anyway, I didn't want to get any higher than the wine from dinner had me. Kim told me to make myself comfortable in the living room. I took off my coat and loosened my tie and sat down on a chair that faced a long couch. My hand instinctively went to my lap, and I started rubbing my hardness. Kim and Bill came in a few minutes later, each with a drink. Bill sat on the couch. Kim stopped beside me and started playing with my hair. I continued to stroke the length of my hidden shaft. The exhibitionist in me was in charge. She said she hoped I would enjoy the evening and that I was free to get involved however much I wanted to. If all I wanted to do was watch, that would be fine. She leaned over, told me how good I looked "down there", kissed me on the cheek and then joined Bill on the couch.
She took a sip from her drink while her free hand found the large bulge between Bill's legs, which she began to massage. He moaned and slowly squirmed in obvious pleasure. I longed to feel her hand doing the same thing to me. After a few minutes of this, she told Bill to stand up and let me see him in his briefs. With her help, Bill slowly pulled off his clothes until he was standing there in his shorts. White classic Jockeys. His dick was hard, very hard. He walked over to me.
"Touch him if you want to," Kim said.
She had read my mind. I sat forward in the chair and tentatively at first began handling his hard-on. His briefs were still damp from the orgasm at the restaurant. Bill moaned loudly and I began to more aggressively explore his hidden genitals with both hands.
Kim came up behind him. She nuzzled her head in his shoulder and reaching around his chest began playing with his pecs. Soon they turned and faced each other and started deep kissing. I leaned back in the chair to watch, my hands returning to the boner in my pants. Their hands were all over each other. The sound of a zipper. Bill slipped her dress off her shoulders. It dropped to the floor in a black pool around her bare feet. Black bikini panties, no bra. She already had her panty hose off -- must have done it while Bill fixed their drinks. Her breasts were on the small side but had prominent nipples. I wanted to suck and chew on them. But my attention was on the dance of their crotches as they continued to kiss, seemingly oblivious to my rapt attention. Their hands were buried down the backs of each other's briefs, kneading and squeezing their asses. They ground their almost naked crotches together -- then they eased back and Bill probed her hidden cunt with th! e tip of his cotton-covered hard-on -- then they ground against each other again. Kim began to push down Bill's Jockeys.
"Not yet," Bill whispered hoarsely to her. "Right, Dan?"
Kim glanced down at me and smiled. Then she reached down the front of Bill's briefs and worked his cock out past the leg opening. He was about six inches and very thick. Then, as he began to probe at her again, she pulled at the crotch of her panties. I got my first look at her sex. My hands were working faster over the now throbbing bulge in my pants. The head of Bill's cock found its mark and penetrated her. She moaned deeply. He pulled himself out and proceeded to tease her with just his cock head. Repeatedly it disappeared into her only to reemerge moments later. She started to whimper and begged him to give it all to her -- she was clearly enjoying the tease because she could have easily grabbed his ass and pulled him into her. Finally though he eased himself fully into her. He then began to very slowly fuck her. Watching his hard dick moving in and out of her just about sent me over the edge. I had to quickly pull my hands away from my hard-on, or I would h! ave flooded my pants with cum right then and there. I looked down and watched the bulge throbbing under the stretched fabric of my pants. I looked back up. Bill was still slowly fucking her and Kim was staring down at me.
She told me I could take off my shirt and tie if I wanted to. I started to pull at my tie. Bill stepped back, his cock glistening with her juices. Kim dropped down to her knees in front of me and helped me out of my shirt. Her hands went to my belt.
"Bill tells me you look great in your briefs, Dan. He told me it gets him real hot."
I watched as she undid my belt, unbuttoned the waist of my pants and pulled down my zipper. She told me to lift up. I did, and she pulled my pants off my hips and down off my legs. Her hands then went to my dick as she began to rub and fondle me through my boxer briefs. She commented on how much precum stained the gray cotton. Behind her Bill was intently watching what she was doing. His Jockeys were now gone and he was stroking his erection with one hand and playing with his balls with the other. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, loosing myself to the sensations now coursing through my cock and balls. I felt her mouth close over the head of my dick. I heard her sucking my precum through the cotton. Then she pulled down on the waist of my briefs. Once again I lifted my ass up as she freed my erection from its prison. She moved back a bit and pulled my shorts down and off my legs. I wanted to open my eyes and watch what I knew was coming next, but I kept th! em closed, wanting to concentrate on the feeling of her lips and mouth on my
naked cock. I wasn't disappointed. She moved back between my widely spread legs. First her tongue licked my head. It was only a few moments but it felt like forever to me because I wanted so badly to feel her mouth totally surround me. Finally her lips closed over the head, then slowly, maddeningly slowly, her mouth enveloped my sex. She began to ease her mouth off my dick but I wanted her to keep it there a few moments longer. I reached down to grab her head. But my hand closed over Bill's close-cropped head instead. The surprise sent me right over the edge. My eyes flew open at the same moment I began to cum. Bill tried to pull away but I held his head down over my erupting cock. He gagged a bit but took all I gave him -- it felt like an awful lot.
When I finally released his head, Bill came up gasping for air. Then a huge grin crossed his face as he looked up at Kim.
"Not bad, cocksucker," she said, smiling broadly. "Why don't you two go into the bedroom? I need to pee. I'll be out in a minute."
As Bill led me to the bedroom, he whispered that mine was the first dick he'd ever put in his mouth. "She told me I needed to do it," he continued. Then he said that it was OK and he liked it. When we climbed onto the queen-size bed, he reached over and lightly fondled me. I was now soft, but he was still very much aroused. I began to stroke his thick erection. It felt good in my hand. Kim appeared in the doorway -- she was naked now. She stood there a few moments watching our dick play. She moved up to the side of the bed, her own fingers busy probing her cunt.
"My turn," she said to me and got onto the bed widely spreading her long legs. Lying down on my stomach between her legs, started to nuzzle her pubic mound. Bill straddled her head, and she began to kiss and to suck his erection. I ran my tongue up the slit between her cunt lips until I found her clitoris. I began to suck gently at it, feeling it harden and grow between my lips. Kim moaned, her mouth full of Bill. Looking up I could see between her firm tits and between Bill's legs as she sucked him. I licked firmly at her clit in rhythm to Bill's hips as he ground his cock into her hungry mouth. I shifted my body enough so that I could get a hand around my dick, stroking it to the same beat. It was starting to get good and hard again.
Then Bill straightened up, drawing himself out of her mouth. "Let's switch," he said. I crawled up to straddle Kim's chest, my now heavy hard-on resting on her chin until she opened her lips and sucked me in. I bent over her head and began rocking my hips, fucking her face, trying not to push in too deep.
My eyes opened as I felt Kim's body shift. Glancing back, I saw Bill slip his cock into her, working it in inch by inch, until all of it was buried in her cunt. Then, with his head resting on my lower back, he started to fuck, ramming himself hard into her, bouncing her whole body with each thrust. She grabbed my hips and pulled my cock deeper into her mouth now, pushing me against the back of her throat. She grunted as she responded to Bill's fucking. I was getting hot again very fast.
Bill started to moan very loudly. It was clear he was close, very close. Then he let out a cry. He grabbed my outer thighs as his orgasm hit, his fingernails digging painfully into my skin as his body jerked. When his spasms subsided, he dropped down on his back beside us. Kim begged me to fuck her. I asked for a condom. She told me not to worry. I insisted. Bill reached over to the end table and pulled at a drawer. He tore open the foil and insisted on putting it on me. He clearly was getting off on touching my dick.
Kim was well lubricated by Bill's orgasm, so my erection entered her easily. I began to slowly fuck her, but she wasn't satisfied with that. She grabbed my ass and started to guide me roughly in and out of her sex. I got the idea and pushed her hands away and began to pound away at her cunt. I became aware that Bill had his hand between my legs feeling my cock as I fucked his girlfriend. I also felt his finger probe a little at my asshole. But, it wasn't long before I came. I thrust myself into her as deeply as I could and as my body uncontrollably trembled, I felt my juices empty into her. As soon as my orgasm eased, Kim grabbed my hips again and kept me fucking her until her orgasm hit. And it was some orgasm. I'd never seen anything like it. Writhing and bucking about and crying out. Then her whole body relaxed and she was quiet -- almost not breathing. I rolled off of her and collapsed in utter exhaustion on top of Bill. I remember him making room for me befo! re p assing out.
I was sleeping soundly. I came awake suddenly in total darkness, feeling very disoriented. Someone was sucking on my dick. I reached down and felt Bill's head. I remember wondering how I could be hard again. Twice in one night is usually my limit. I lay there for some time enjoying the sensations of his mouth. I felt his fingers moving up and down my ass crack, stopping frequently to probe my hole. I grunted in pain as he tried to insert his dry finger, and he stopped. When I started to get close, I rolled him over and fucked his face until I shot off. He gagged just slightly as I thrust my erupting cock deep down his throat.
I felt Kim's hands start to lightly stroke my back and shoulders. Bill continued to suck on me until I was soft again. I got up to use the bathroom. I decided to go home. So, I went into the living room and started to get dressed. I was just pulling on my shirt when Bill appeared. He said I could stay if I wanted. I told him I needed to go. Before opening the door to let me out, he asked if he could kiss me. His tongue probed my mouth deeply. It was an exciting, hungry kiss. I thanked him, then left.
I didn't think this sort of thing happens to average guys like me. I still can't believe it ... even though I took the time to write it up into a story. I tried hard to write it exactly like it happened ... I guess, so that I'd never forget even the smallest detail. Hope you enjoyed reading about my adventure.