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Two men are not too much-Fanasie of a horny MMF-Bi triangle this one time we broke our rule. Actually, my wife and I had an appointment in the club with another bi-couple, with whom we had been chatting and gesturing very promisingly for a few weeks. They were a little younger than us, both in the mid thirties and parents of two children. The two pregnancies had left traces on their body skin, which was worn twice until they were teared off,. Also their somewhat emaciated breasts with the long nipples testified to the extensive breastfeeding times.
But she was incredibly sexy in her way. She could move incredibly well and excitingly, and she wanted to be challenged. She liked something similar to my wife, loved the increasingly coarse treatment of her nipples, and she liked to be fisted. But in contrast to my wife -who could only enjoy this, if another woman spoiled her with the whole hand -she was able to fully record her husband’s mighty prince.
He was a big strong guy. Craftsman, maybe he was a bit rough because of that. But that’s exactly what I was about for that. On it and on completely shaved male bodies. This man waited with both. And of course both were also extremely BI. He had a well -shaped not too big but circumcised tail. I was full of anticipation, because I had never been able to take a closer look at a circumcised cock before. All in all a very promising date in the club.
But oh! They canceled at very short notice because one of their children suddenly had a fever and a babysitter could not be found quickly. My wife and I were of course disappointed, we were already sitting in the club. With full anticipation we had already started in a cozy corner to get hot with cheeky kisses and touch. The meaningful noises of other loving couples in the neighboring rooms, which were already much further than we do, did the rest.
We looked around in the club to find a like -minded couple in the hope that they could spend this evening instead of the two parents. But somehow it shouldn’t be, none of the couples left real excitement in us. Only a couple that was already in full swing let us notice. Unfortunately they were not bisexual and more interested in a hetero partner exchange. When we wanted to tick off the evening, a single man entered the club.
He looked shy, had an eye mask on. It was grown up and built vigorously. The big bump in his pans had a lot expected. His chest was shaved in sparkling clean. This gave an idea that it was also pleasant in other places. His skin was evenly browned. There was no white border on the slip approach, which indicated that he was either a nudist lover or regular visitor of a solarium. My wife probably noticed my longing sparkle in her eyes.
I was divided. On the one hand, I would have loved to eat the guy immediately, but on the other hand I knew about the unfair situation. Nobody was there for my wife. She knew me in and by heart. To my surprise, she whispered in my ear, I can try it, it was okay for her. I kissed her gently, took her hand, and we went to the bar, where the young man shyly stuck his drink.
We decided that my wife the first Contact recorded, because it was not clear whether the boy also had a bisexual streak and would be deterred too quickly. At this point I can say that more men have a bi-tendency than they gave it, at least my personal experience. When men were really horny, they almost didn’t care who sucked out the juice at the end. After a short very ambiguously unambiguous conversation, we convinced the surprised man to follow the romantic corner.
Peter described that it was very excited if he was just allowed to watch how we love each other. A voyeur So, I thought to myself, but had to smile into myself, because the young guy had no idea what we had to do with him. To just let us watch was not our plan. The romantic corner was a pleasantly remote part of the club. Hangen everywhere. The big, round bed was covered with cushions.
He was still quite shy on the edge of the bed. My wife and I started our lovemaking. Hot kisses started, hands that explored every centimeter of our bodies followed. Wherever the fingertips touched the skin of the other, the lips and the tongue tips now left their damp traces. As I caressed her nipples with my tongue, I looked over to the young man. Peter breathed heavily, had long since had his hands in his pans.
It seemed very excited, because his penis was so big and hard that he had no place in his pans. His glans always peeked out full and shiny. She asked me to suck on her nipple more firmly. Peter groaned. It seemed to turn him out when she spoke and groaned. My wife also noticed that and we got our confirmation when she consciously asked me to finally lick her clit.
In this sentence it almost happened to Peter, so horny it made him. My wife smiled mischievously and winked at me. Without a word we understood how we could make our viewer really horny. And once he turned off his mind, we wanted to go on the offensive. My wife lay on her back and spread her legs. She consciously positioned herself that she was very close to Peter with her head. So close that she was almost between his thighs.
She literally had to smell Peters excitement. I started her pussy to lick. After all the years I knew how she liked what she was excited. Actually, she didn’t have to encourage me anymore. Just to increase Peter’s excitement, she did it that evening. “Come on, come, put your horny tongue deep into my pussy,” she asked me. “Suck my juice! I want to hear it sipping!“Peter groaned in every sentence.
“Yes, lick my clit and suck it up nicely”. She enjoyed licking and stretched her arms up. Apparently she touched Peter’s breast. It was rock hard and soft at the same time. Peter winced something, but then allowed it to claw on his muscular upper arms while spoiling her with tongue and lips. “Lick my clit, come to lick faster!“She commented and promptly groaned Peter again. She put her head back a bit and could now see the stiff cock.
He was well -shaped, really big and his glans almost frightened. What kind of gem I immediately thought. She gently pressed my head, turned on her stomach. In a movement she pushed one of the thick pillows and the pelvis. Your buttock now towered up. “And now, lick my polo -hole,” she rolled out. She supports her head on her hands and as if by chance her face was very, very close to Peters huge penis.
“Yes, come on, spread my buttocks nice far!“, She commented on what was already doing. I had long looked through her intentions and gave her another mischievous look when she turned briefly. My tongue districted her sun wonderful. I knew she could enjoy it very much. She pressed her butt more against my face. But I held against it, and because I was much stronger – and she didn’t fight back either – she was pushed in centimeter by centimeter closer to Peters tail.
After all, her head was giant right in front of the stiff. She pretended to somehow get out of balance and look for a stop. And ups … the only one was Peters tail. She included him, or rather, she tried. The slim fingers of her hand could not tense the mighty shaft. I myself suddenly had cautious concerns, because that was the thickest cock so far, which I might feel later.
But I hadn’t wanted it a differently. Peter was confused. She was still holding his beating. Peter looked at me in the expectation of a jealousy scene. But instead I smiled at Peter. He then pulled out his pans and knelt so that she had his cock right in front of her face again. The rhythmic bumps she received, whenever I tried to push my tongue a little deeper into her butt.
I saw how a little shiny anticipation droplets on Peters Penisspitze shows. With a cheeky kiss my wife picked up the droplet. I envied them because I loved the taste of the first cheeky prospect. It was always our agreement, at the couple meetings, that only the same gender could be touched and tasted. I never really had the desire for another woman over the years, and I think she was like me.
Okay, this evening was just an exception. She was so heated by the situation, my horny tongue and the sight of this giant beating, which was like a tree trunk right in front of her eyes. She looked at me again to assure herself that everything was in the green area. I smiled and said: “Already small, show him what you have on it. “But she also seemed surprised to be relieved. Peter had pushed his penis into the horizontal.
It stared at its thick, almost threatening glans. Again she kissed the acorn tip. This time she left her lips there. Gaaaanz slowly started sucking and her lips hiked millimeters by millimeters further over the glans. She had to open her jaw far so that this giant ending can also be picked up by a cock. Her lips finally hopped on the edge of the glans and Peter groaned. She looked up at him and saw his confused horny facial expression.
She withdrew her lips without interrupting her sucking, her cheeks deformed by the negative pressure prevailing in her mouth. Peter groaned and she let her lips slip over the glans again. She repeated that a few more times. Peter didn’t really know how he happened to him. But that shouldn’t be the only time that evening where he would think that would think. She picked up his penis a little deeper and sucked firmly.
Peter twisted his eyes. I saw her to take her tongue and drum on the tip of the glans while sucking on it at the same time. “I … I’ll come right away,” he suddenly groaned. My wife immediately stopped, released his spanking out of her mouth and pressed his shaft at the bottom of the base with your thumb and middle finger. She knew that she could suppress the charm and prevent the too quickly injections “but now I’m also on it, sweetie,” I complained in a playful way, gave her butt a slight folding and got up.
My cock was the same. I thought strange how different cocks can be. Peters stood big and just like a tree, reminded of one of these well -shaped dildos. My cock, on the other hand, was slightly bent towards the body, which certainly had its advantages in certain positions. When I fucked my wife for example in the missionary position, she was massaged in the inside wonderfully cool. And because my thing was not that big either, she could usually enjoy it when her (and me) stood for anal joy again.
My wife knelt down well and began to spoil my cock. With a wide tongue she licked my shaft and my plump testicles. I liked it when she tried to absorb my testicles. Her jaw muscles and tendons were already stretched well from the previous suction shop on the giant and she managed to get both eggs in her mouth. Immediately her lips closed and she started sucking and licking. I groaned comfortably.
Their head movements ensured that my testicles were drawn properly. Again I groaned. She fought after my penis. He was plump and hard. She started massaging him with one hand. Mine foreskin Was no longer able to slip back over the too plump acorn. Very gently enclosed her hand the still very sensitive glans. Meanwhile, her tongue played with the eggs in her mouth. First of all, the anticipation droplets were enough to ensure sufficient slippery.
But finally it got a little too dry. So she released my eggs, and with a wide tongue I licked the shaft to my glans. Once there, she formed a little spit with tongue and lips and dripped it directly to the top. Since it could never be slippery enough, she did it again and again. Now there was enough and she put her hand around her glans … at first very gently. Very, very slowly, she moved her hand up and down.
I groaned because I loved such intensive touches very much. And she also knew that it could be calmer. And at the end it should be really firm, almost brutal. It increased as the pressure of her hand. How much I enjoyed this intensive treatment. My glans disappeared into her hand and I started massaging it on all sides. As if she were rubbing a billiard queue with chalk. I loved this treatment, but my intensely treated cock always needed short breaks.
Then she massaged my shaft and licked my testicles. In the meantime, Peter massaged his cock incessantly. He repeatedly paused so as not to spray. It seemed as if it would be more and more difficult for him at this sight. He was probably constantly in front of one orgasm. He had no idea how many he should still have that evening. Finally I waved to him that he should join us. Of course, Peter couldn’t be said twice.
He stood next to me. Two cocks danced around my wife’s face. One huge like a tree trunk and the other a horny G-point massage therapist. She now took both her hands and slowly started it jerk off. Apparently we both liked it a little firmer, because as soon as she increased the pressure of her hands, she heard the moaning of two completely horny guys. That also seemed to be very excited. Again and again she started to touch herself.
But their hands were both busy. She wanted to change that quickly. She finally took my cock in her mouth and immediately her cheeky fingers played around her clit. Peters tail was massaged with a firm hand. The next day she would surely get sore muscles in the forearm muscles. I was afraid that she would have forgotten our actual plan with all these delights. But far from it. She let off her wet and irritated pussy and devoted me to the two men’s tails again.
Alternately massaged and sucked the different pleasure donors. Unnoticed, the two spanking came closer and closer until only their tongue fit between the two throbbing acorns. Quite wet as they were, she ventured the next step. She pressed the two acorns together in the most sensitive places, on the ribbon. “Wonderful” I groaned lustfully, I had been waiting for this moment for so long. Peter also seemed to like that. He made no institutions to defend themselves, not even when she started rubbing the two acorns together.
Experienced how she was, add some spit again and again so that it was also nice and slippery. Once she tried to put both acorns in her mouth at the same time, but that was not possible. Getting Peters Eichel in the mouth alone was a challenge. So she left it with the massages. She rubbed the two acorns together and around each other. Could be touched by the two sensitive tips. Then she massaged everyone for herself, but only to rub them together again with the ribbons.
She composed both cocks with both hands and jerked them together. She looked up at us horny men. In the meantime I had put one of my hands on Peters shoulder. Then I dared to stroke Peter’s right nipple and play something about it. Peter was apparently so horny that he liked to allow it. It even excited him so much that he suddenly and without warning. His cock became even harder and he sprayed his load, some landed in her hair, another part on my opposite belly.
He pumped and pumped. So much sperm Spray incessantly out of the plump tail. My wife deteriorated the warm sperm on both cocks, licked a little bit of it. Peter was a bit embarrassed that it had already happened, he thought that the horny sassion was now over for him. But I calmed him down. The evening had just started. I wanted to delay my orgasm, although I was very excited too.
I was someone who prefers to delay his orgasm beyond a very very long time. One in the evening was enough for me, but it had to be so huge that it should lead me to the edge of fainting. She has learned over the years which tricks and tricks she can do with. Her/our record was two hours, which she kept me constantly on the edge of the spray. She sipped the strange sperm from his cock.
But without swallowing it down. I knelt down to myself and gave her an intimate kiss. The sperm-spitemic changed from her mouth to mine. I closed my eyes and let it run down my throat as if I enjoyed a forbidden expensive whiskey. Peter watches the scene, but was surprisingly not disgusted at all. On the contrary, I almost thought that I had recognized a certain longing in his dark eyes. My feeling shouldn’t fool me.
“Come sweet, but now you are also a bit spoiled,” I decided because I saw that she rubbed her clit. I knew exactly how much she loved being spoiled by two tongues at the same time. So far, however, it has always been only those of me and one of their players at the respective meetings. Never before had she felt the tongues of two men at the same time. The initially so disappointing evening probably turned out to be a horny festival.
She put herself on her back in full expectation. I pressed a thick pillow under my buttocks and her spread legs fell further backwards until her knees were on the left and right of her head. Now she was wonderfully wide open. I only thought briefly that it was somehow a shame that today she would not feel a delicate woman’s hand deep in her pussy. I let my wide wet tongue from the polöchlein hiking over her dam, through her wet column to her clit … over and over again.
Peter stayed away again, played around his penis with the horny sight that we probably offered him, which somehow lost not much of his thickness after the first cumshot. He probably didn’t really dare, but this time it was she who invited him to lick her together with me at the same time. He hesitantly came closer and started kissing her nipples. She liked that, but she wasn’t hesitated after long.
“Come on, finally lick me the clit,” she finally asked him. But there was already my tongue yeast. I slipped a little and invited Peter with a hand gesture to take over now. Peter started and he did his job well. At the beginning he didn’t dare to touch her polöchlein with his tongue, but that didn’t matter. For that he had a very fast tongue. Faster than mine. His tip of his tongue whirled around and on her pearl that it had to be a real treat for her.
He made a bit of space and let me spoil her neglected buttock. Yes, that’s how she liked it. My tongue wasn’t that fast, but it was shaped for quite a long time and I could make it very firm. So it was possible that I kept getting my tongue into her rosette. She loved it, groaned her lust uninhibitedly. Then my tongue also wandered to her clit. Peter pulled his tongue back, but her hand at his back head interpreted not to stop.
And then she felt it: Both tongues, as they worked wonderfully opposite their clit. Later she told me that she initially thought she could keep the tongues apart, but she quickly gave it up. Because the two tongues and their pearl formed a horny mixture together. The clitoris was squeezed between the two tongues, sometimes whirled back and forth like a ping pong ball. Then sometimes from some lips, sometimes sucked in by the others just to be massaged by two unequal tongues again.
She groaned constantly, cheered us on, praised us how cool we were and that we shouldn’t stop. Then I asked Peter to spoil her polo -hole. In the meantime, Peter had become so horny again that he didn’t hesitate for a moment. His fast tongue played around her sun. I enjoyed the sight and suggested changing their position. So she turned, knelt on all fours and stretched out guys to ask us to ask her horny butt.
We paused with prayer, with this wonderful sight. She took her hands and spread her little buttocks apart. When she did not go any further for her at first, she looked around us. She saw how we both had a cock in our hands. However, these were not their own cocks. So I got closer to the goal of my plan. His cock had already grown to the full splendor. He felt good. Hard and tall.
His hand was a bit hesitant at first, but was braver from second to second. My wife smiled at me and pushed her hand under her stomach to her pussy, fingered her clit and let one, sometimes two or three fingers disappear into her. That only ruined guys. With the other hand, she grabbed her butcher and pulled her apart again, so that her hole opened a little.
Then she fingered her rosette as we rubbed the cocks against each other and massaged the glans. And if we were already in the process of breaking the rules, I suggested Peter: “Would you like to fuck my wife?“She looked at me surprised:“ Hey, I will probably not be asked here. “” Oh, sorry, “I said. Hopefully I was not too far with the proposal. “He shall? I mean he can?“She smiled horny and slyly.
“Well, go! Come on with your giant cock!“Peter puts his glans and very gently pushed her in centimeters by centimeters. Phew, what a beating I thought while she was breathing. He didn’t seem to fit or something was wrong, I noticed that to her. She loosened from Peter and lay on her back, spread her legs again as far as possible. Experience has shown that she could take cocks and actually a woman’s hand much deeper and more pleasant in herself.
In the meantime we had both guys in our hands again and jerked each other violently. Then we let go of each other. Peter knelt between her butterfly -spread legs. I was still holding Peters cock in my hand and put the spanking into attack position. I enjoyed watching the giant into penetrate. Now it seemed to my wife too, she chuckled and groaned comfortably. Peter moved slowly, slide closer and managed to completely push his cock into her.
She groaned pointed, and Peter also enjoyed it. She cheered him on. “Come along, fuck me, push, go …” His eggs clap against her buttocks. “Make a firmer,” she groaned. “Lot firmer!“I positioned myself in the 69 position. My cock rocked exactly over her, and she didn’t torch for long. She sucked my cock with her lips. Her arms clutched my butt and quickly fingered his hole. She first let a finger disappear in my butt, then a second one.
It was tight but horny, but I also thought, if I managed to feel Peters cock there today, this could be very painful. She increased her suck, first a little, then really tight. I involuntarily groaned. “Come on, suck really firmly,” moaned and whined at the same time. She did, and that was really hard sucking. Peter, meanwhile. Then he suddenly slipped out.
But not immediately back in. Now I put all my courage together. My wife became impatient, she wanted to feel the big beating again. But she had to wait a moment because I had grabbed this spank. Peter groaned. He was too horny to defend himself. Then I pushed Peters tail back into the expectation of horny cunt. Peter groaned and pushed more violently than before.
“But don’t inject in,” I warned him. And as if it had been the signal for Peter, he pulled out his beating out of her. Before he could rub him through, the glans of the giant had already disappeared into my mouth. I sucked and sucked and Peter unlocked loudly in my throat. I coughed up briefly without being fired the spanking. I sucked and sucked the increasingly whimpering Peter empty except for the last droplet sperm.
Fucking and surprised at the same time Peter looked down on the action. It was probably his first bi-experience of this kind. He didn’t know if he should find it embarrassing or just horny. He probably chose the latter because he dropped on his back and grinned over the entire face. His sperm tasted salty and horny. But now I felt sorry for my wife. I lay on my back, brought my stiff cock into the vertical and asked her to take a seat.
At first she wanted to sit on me in the usual equestrian position, but decided to sit on him in such a way that Peter could see her and maybe lick a little at the same time. She took a exhaling down on my throbbing cock. Slowly she moved her pelvis and my cock literally stirred into her. Peter watches it with great pleasure, but did not make any institutions to do it. Instead, he already had his cock in his hand again and began to jerk him.
“Don’t you want to lick me a little bit?“She finally asked him. In doing so, she looked at me questioningly to make sure, not wanting anything wrong. I nodded and winked too. Of course he was allowed to do that. She spread her thighs a little more so that Peter could also get along well with everything. Then she felt his tongue on her clit. Now that she was pushing the movements, I took over the movement part. I pushed my cock faster and faster into the pussy.
But then he slipped out. Peter stalled at first, but reached for my cock and introduced him again. I was a little disappointed and as if by chance, my cock slide out of the hot cunt again. In reflex, Peter grabbed it, wanted to put him back again. But she pulled her pelvis a little back and blinked down to Peter. The mind now and began to massage my best piece slowly. I groaned … Peter tried to push my foreskin back over the glans, but as firmly he also pushed it out of him.
I liked that how my glans was treated mercilessly. Again Peter pushed my cock back into the hot cunt. She was so wet that her juice ran down my cock to my testicles. Peter saw that and started licking the droplets from my testicles. That felt wonderfully cool. Suddenly Peter grabbed my cock and literally let him pop out of her. The tail was not in the fresh air for a long time, because it immediately disappeared into Peters mouth.
At first a little awkward but not so bad, Peter started sucking and sucking my cock. His tongue played around the glans in between, and disappeared deep into Peters mouth again. He was able to take him much deeper into his throat than my wife, I still thought. When Peter made no institutions to push my cock back into the cunt, my wife rose and changed position, now sat down directly on my face.
Peter probably had my request to my wife, but to suck nice solids, remembered from shortly before. And so he increased the vacuum around my cock in his lust. I acknowledged it by licking her more intensely. She steered where my tongue should lick her. That was her pussy, sometimes only her clitoris but again and again she steers my tongue towards her hole. Peter sucked the spanking as if he hadn’t done anything else before.
He was a real natural talent. What luck for me. Peter sucked even more firmly on the tail, his deformed cheeks gave an idea of how much he sucked. My horny woman rubbed her wet pussy over my face and suddenly she came out of nowhere a violent orgasm. She had to scream and how it was with her, a lot of juice ran out of her, over my face on the sheet. She shrugged all over the body.
I tried to catch so much of the delicious juice with my mouth, but didn’t stop licking. Only when she could no longer endure my touches, everything on her was completely overwritten that she rose from my face and gave me an intense kiss. She sat up and embed my head in her lap. Peter edited my cock as a morning. He sucked and sucked him again and again, then again jerked and massaged it with a firm grip.
She took my ankles and spread my thighs. Peter had now lost all concerns and inhibitions. He wet the middle finger with a lot of spit and let him slide in my rosette without a long foreplay. He was quickly disappeared. He turned his finger and moved him that I liked it extremely well. Again he sucked on my beating. At the same time he massaged it with the still free hand. Peter pushed his index finger into the rosette and I groaned rapidly.
It went like that for a few minutes when Peter got up and presented another powerful erection from nowhere. He slipped closer, wet his thick glans with a lot of spit and put them on my rosette, which was still slightly opened by the fingers. A mix of fear and rapture came over me when Peter increased his pressure and fought the mighty glans against my sphincter. Peter won and suddenly slipped the squeezed together in my ass.
I groaned tortured and at the same time. Peter was merciless. He presses his huge cock deeper and deeper into my ass. My stiff tail served as a festival. I asked Peter to add. Peter suddenly pulled out his spanking. And just when I wanted to complain Peter pushed back and pushed the giant spanking with one sudden and until the stop in my body. I groaned loudly. I now kept my thighs spread out myself so that my wife uses her free hands to twire my nipple.
I hunted off. Peter always got fierce and massaged my cock almost brutally. Where did the young guy take the strength to fuck so intensely and persistently after two yeast orgasms?She intensified her nipple flair, but she knew how much I was standing on it. I noticed that I won’t be able to endure it for too long. And when it was almost there, I suddenly called a stop … stop! I wanted to delay my orgasm.
At first it also worked. Another two times interrupted Peter as desired. But the fourth time he didn’t stop. “I want to see you inject now,” Peter called and just continued to push, even though I was pleading for a stop again. And then it came to me. Peter had my glans under control, the other hand recorded my shaft approach. Under the pressure of his hand, his acorn opening opened. And then I came screaming and moaning. Peter grew even more violently, mercilessly massaged the glans.
Again and again I inject my pent -up seed. Although the sharpeners became less, Peter made no move to reduce his shock frequency. His testicles clap against my ass. Peter now wanted to come too. However, he didn’t want to inject into my ass. So he pulled it out and went over me with his hard cock in his hand. He gently pushed my wife on the side and let himself down directly above my face.
I ran after air, if of my violent orgasm, when Peter pushed his cock into my mouth without a long feather reading. Surprised but delighted, of course, I immediately started sucking the mighty cock. Peter literally fucked my throat. I again encountered Peters buttocks and still support his bumps. For a long time it didn’t take long for Peter to come again. Anyone who thought that after two intensive orgasms would no longer have too much sperm, they were wrong.
When Peter came in my mouth loudly, I fought to fulfill the swallow. But of course that didn’t let me take away from me either. Each individual drop was swallowed with pleasure. I didn’t want to release Peters cock again. I sucked and sucked until there was really nothing left. I would not have believed in life that the evening would still develop so cool.
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