Mark Wants to Try A Man Part 2: Two Men & One Woman, a short story by ClickingTheKeys. Date added: 2011-04-10. Times viewed: 10974.
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- Intro: Threesome, Oral, Anal, Bisexual, Heterosexual
Two straight men curious about being with another man. Neither one of them were gay- just curious. Just because you play with matches and gasoline a couple times does not make you a pyro. Both were comfortable with each other- knowing they had the same interests. They would play. And I would be there as a sexual backup. In case a dose of twat was needed, a large fleshy breast or general feminine sugar.
Dinner went well. Both men blushing but talking, they took a liking to one another. I was pleased. Mark’s hand rarely left my bare thigh under my dress, his pinkie finger pressing into my panties one minute, fingers curling around the garter snap the next. Dinner done, two bottles of wine consumed, it was time for dessert. Rules were discussed. Boundaries. Worries exposed. Expectations, wants. They covered it all. Sometimes they needed assistance- I could see a question or desire stuck on their tongue and speak for them. They would smile, nod and pinken but were relieved no stone was left unturned.
The night ended, we went to our homes. It gave them time to consider. To think- add or change things. But we got a phone call, the confirmation. Seth would see us tomorrow night. Mark was excited and nervous- I was a little overwhelmed. I hoped I could be a good hostess and be what Mark needed.
A bottle of wine warmed us up, blurred minds, melted anxiety.
Let the games begin.
Sitting between them on the couch, I was no longer wearing my robe, just the tiniest of peach nighties. Mark kissed my neck and I could feel him smile when his fingers brushed over the goose bumps he put on my shoulder. His lips moved up to my jaw, I was rude and turned my back on Seth but he didn’t mind, he rubbed my shoulders.
“God I love you Cass,” Mark growled as he approached my mouth.
I mmmed my response on his lips. Cupping my face in his hands he gave an intense kiss. So much affection, trust, elation crammed into his kiss, bursting into me. He guided me to his lap, his mouth never leaving mine. I straddled him. His cotton boxers proving no match to the persistent meaty pole beneath. I pressed my damp self to it and could feel the incredible heat of him.
Seth was behind me, stroking my ribs, kissing my shoulders. A hand moved to my breast, it wasn’t Mark, I knew the way he played and this was different. A rapid flicking and a sudden pinch made me gasp. Mark smiled as I looked up at Seth. He wasn’t my type, too pretty, but he was sweet. His pink lips touched mine, his hand never leaving my nipple. He was a good kisser, his tongue as agile as his fingers. Again I gasped and Seth peeled my small garment over my head, breaking our connection for only an instant. The nightgown was tossed to the side and Seth’s hands swept over my torso, his tongue slipping into my mouth.
Mark pressed my hip, wanting me to stand. I did and his face headed to my thighs. An expertly placed lick made me a little weak but Seth had hold of me now, his hard dick pressing against my back. At sometime he had ditched his drawers. Cupping one breast, Seth’s other hand spread my pussy apart giving Mark better access.
This was new to me. Absolute decadence. I was trembling and gasping and afraid my brain might short-circuit. In moments I shuddered with my first orgasm. Seth ate it from my mouth, Mark ate it from between my legs. Two men pet me, kissed me, held me. It was surreal bliss.
But this wasn’t about me. It was about them and their similar interests. They had both solidified their heterosexuality by molesting me first. Now it was their turn. Holding Seth’s hands that were around me, I kneeled- he came with, kneeling beside me. Mark leaned back stiffly, I kissed him and he inhaled. He smiled shakily but he smiled. Seth and I leaned against Mark’s shins. Seth’s hands conservatively piled on Mark’s knee whereas mine were on his thighs. I leaned in and licked my beautiful man’s dick. Holding the base, I licked the end, kissed it and watched Seth out of the corner of my eye. He was ready.
Mark tensed as Seth came forward, as I passed the torch. To distract Mark I climbed onto the couch and kissed him. Both of us could see Seth. Both of us saw him open his mouth and slide in Mark’s dick. Mark gasped in my mouth and turned to stare. I kissed his jaw, his neck- my eyes never leaving the pretty man’s blonde head bobbing up and down in his lap.
“Oh god,” Mark groaned heatedly. Seth was also groaning, greedily consuming the treasure in his mouth. Mark had one hand on my hip, the other clenched in a fist, hovering in the air. I took it and pressed it towards Seth’s head. The fingers unraveled and slipped into the silky blonde hair. Both men groaned again. Eyes closed, Mark threw his head back- trying not to come.
“You want him to stop?” I whispered and he adamantly shook his head. “Mark’s going to come Seth.” Seth didn’t stop as he moaned his answer. The two soft brown eyes stared at me. I whispered, “You okay?”
“I love you Cass. Only you...only you could do this.” He pulled my face to his- an affectionate connection. One that brought tears to my eyes. “God I love you,” he gasped as the orgasm started to pull together. I pressed my cheek to his and we watched at the Seth coaxed a load of come from my man.
Seth took it like a pro- even dealt with Mark’s accidental hard thrusts. He came up smiling. Mark and I laughed- Mark covered his blushing face for a moment. When he dropped his hands a feral look had taken its place. I let go of him and he tackled Seth onto the floor. Two men rolling about- hands traveling, bodies grinding. A mating dance of two wildcats. An erotic thing to see. Soon it slowed, the laughing turned to panting. Mark rolled on top of him and slowly lowered his head for a kiss. Seth’s hands were immediately pulling Mark’s head down to show his approval.
Tentative at first it quickly became steamy. Mark pulled away to grin at me. It was startling. Like seeing a gleeful devil before he molested a naïve angel. I giggled.
“Come back here,” Seth said tugging Mark’s head. A few moments were spent kissing before I noticed they were grinding into one another. Shortly after seeing Mark’s ass flex he crawled down Seth and didn’t hesitate to put take his cock in his mouth. Both of Seth’s hands on Mark’s head- they were just along for the ride, they weren’t putting pressure on him. His fingers slipped over Mark’s jaw, feeling his face, feeling Mark sucking him.
“Goddam Mark,” Seth groaned, “That’s fucking great. Damn.”
Mark and Seth writhed on the floor like a single drop of mercury. Liquid sex. Fluid. It was quite the show, quite a vision. I loved it.
Suddenly Seth’s hips jerked upward and he warned Mark of his upcoming ending. Like Seth, Mark was in for the whole deal and he took it well. Fisting the stem of Seth’s dick he sucked the end and drank down flick after flick of fluid. Seth became still with the exception of his chest which rapidly rose and fell. Mark stroked his balls and gently dropped the wilting cock onto his abdomen.
Seth panted, “Best head. Best head I’ve ever had.”
“Thanks. Yours was great too.”
I spoke up, “Mark, don’t you dare worry that you’re going to hurt my feelings.”
He bit back a sheepish smile. “Okay. That was the best blow I’ve ever had. Thanks Seth.”
“Better,” I said. “This is the time to be completely honest.” He nodded, lesson learned.
“Cass,” he said quietly as he sat up besides Seth. He raised his hands wanting me to join him. I sat sideways between his thighs, his arms around my waist. “You okay?”
“That was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.” Mark beamed at me. “I mean it.”
“Your turn.”
“But this-“
Seth sat up and grabbed my feet, prying them apart as he instructed, “Don’t argue Cass. Spread ‘em.”
“But this isn’t about-“
Mark turned and pushed me to the floor, his mouth instantly on a nipple, Seth’s head tucked between my thighs. Two tongues, two pairs of hands, two erogenous zones, one goal. That goal wouldn’t take long to reach. Seth dug deep. Tongue lashings and two fingers curling inside me. Mark knew me well and effectively tuned my little dials.
“Mar- Mark!” I croaked as I started to come. He pushed his thumb in my mouth, pressing it under my tongue, fingers under my chin- he pried my mouth open and shoved his tongue in. I came in a series of bucks and cries. Mark moved to straddle my waist, barbarically kissing me.
Seth’s tongue stopped and disappeared. Within seconds I knew where it went. Mark’s eyes opened wide as he gasped. A quick glance and I saw Seth’s hands on Marks buttocks, prying them apart. His tongue dancing over Mark’s virgin muscle. Mark’s face was panting inches from mine- panic and pleasure twisting his features.
“It’s okay honey,” I said cupping his face in my hands. He kissed me and moment later he was between my legs, his cock pushing its way inside me. “Oh Mark!” I cried as he began a slow ride in my constricted sleeve.
Seth crossed the room and came back with a bottle of lubricant. He set to work causing Mark’s hips to pause a moment but our kissing continued.
Seth straddled our legs with his long ones. Mark raised his head, bracing for impact. But Seth was gentle- slowly working his dick into Mark’s tight ass. Their breathing sped up- Seth’s was deep, but Mark’s was shallow.
“You cool?” Seth asked, Mark nodded. “Fucking tight. I love fucking ass.” He started pumping and Mark moaned loud. He was finally getting his wish and loving it. I could feel his dick stiffen more than usual- as if the cock riding him pumped him fuller of blood.
“Oh hell Cass. I..” he could barely speak. Suddenly he got onto his knees- but instead of pulling out of me, he lifted my waist, taking me with. Seth saw, stretched and pulled two cushions off the couch, shoving them under me. “God baby this is..” Mark started quickly fucking me which doubled the pumping in his ass. “I love you Cass. Only you would understand..would do this for me.”
I smiled at the soft eyes. “Love me Mark. Let me feel it.”
The pace quickened. Mark’s mind was scattered- too much pleasure all at once. It was only minutes until Seth grunted he was coming. Mark’s voice cracked as he cried out- thrusting hard into me, he felt Seth’s warm milk fill him, his body reacting by filling mine, provoking me to come. Three bodies shuddering, thrashing with orgasms. The primal sounds were guttural, loud and involuntary. One by one we drooped. Panted. Sighed.
Seth pulled out and away, rubbing Mark’s back as he left. Keeping his softened dick in me, Mark rolled, setting us on our sides and pulled my leg over his hip. Murmuring his love in my ear, illustrating it in his kisses and caresses- I returned the gestures. Long forgotten was my boyfriend. Mark was mine, I was his. I never should have left him in the first place.
Seth brought us a glass of water, his was nearly empty. Mark watched me drink, licking the messy trickle off my jaw. He downed the rest of it and snuggled against me, his head on my chest. Seth sat quietly on the couch, in no hurry. I appreciated that- I liked time with my man, I liked sharing his joy. This was a time to savor.
As soft as the breath of a butterfly, Mark kissed my chest. Fingertips barely grazing flesh, faint tickles that caused me to tremble. He lifted his head, his brown eyes were floating in liquid, it was contagious.
“Cass?” The fog I was in cleared, I saw my friend. “You’re not leaving me. Are you?”
I knew this question was coming. Or at least I hoped it would. I wanted him to ask me. And now he did.
“Never again.”
Joy did not crash over him. Instead he was worried. “But your life is back..your boyfriend..your job and-“
“Mark. They are replaceable. I might not have thought it before but they’re replaceable.” I smiled. “You’re not.”
The joy began to seep in. “Soo..so you’re..”
“Moving in.”
He beamed, “And be my little woman.”
“And be your little woman. I’ll be your little woman that helps you fulfill your needs.” I kissed him on the mouth. “I love you Mark.” He sighed loud and buried his face in my hair. “Been wanting to say that.”
“Been wanting to hear it. The moment I saw you I knew..Well, that night I called you I knew..in like a minute I wanted you back.” He peeked at me, trying to wear a scowl. “And the last couple days you’ve been dodging-“
“Yeah. I was ducking the issue. Needed to hear you say it first. Make certain I wasn’t being wooed by nostalgia. But now I’ve said it.”
“You have.”
“And I meant it.”
Again Seth was gracious as the couple on the floor spent the next several minutes sloppily making out like a couple of teenagers.
“Um. Mark.” I jerked my head in Seth’s direction. He was sitting casually on the couch, arms stretched along the back, legs crossed, happily watching.
“Oh yeah. How you want to be poked?” Mark asked him with a grin.
Seth chuckled and shrugged, “How about I come and join you on your bed?” Nodding, we stood and went to the bedroom where we stood and waited for instruction. “I’d like to be on my back. You kneeling.”
Two men on the bed, I stood giddily watching. Mark hovered over Seth, kissing his chest. Seth’s eyes were closed, mouth open, already altering breathing patters. Their tongues touched before their lips did, an elegant intertwining. They were truly graceful together. Masculine and graceful.
Seth raised his knees towards his shoulders and I handed Mark the bottle of slickness. He dripped and dabbed it on, then aimed his large hard self at Seth’s pristine knot. He inhaled as Mark’s head broke through and exhaled loudly through his teeth as he gradually pressed in the rest of the way. Another kiss was shared as his body adjusted to the intruder.
I jerked from my trance and grabbed the camera and started clicking. Not something to put in a scrapbook but hidden away and to look at in awe in later years. And contemplate when we should do it again.
Mark stood back on his knees, his hands on Seth’s shins he rolled his hips, sawing his cock in and out of Seth’s body. Both were grunting as they moved as a continuous ripple. Their eyes traveled over one another- still not quite believing a long term fantasy was materializing. Seth raised himself on his elbows and watched Mark’s dick fuck his devirginized hole. After a minute it was too much for him.
He flopped back, reached for me and anxiously called, “Ride my face Cass. Please.” It was panic and I was going to be the solution. Mark paused his ride, making sure Seth wasn’t changing his mind. “Keep going, keep going, I just need some woman.” Mark understood and restarted the groove.
Facing my sweet man, my thighs on either side of Seth’s head, he pulled me tight to his mouth. Tongue deep in me, tasting Mark’s earlier deposit. I leaned toward Mark and our mouths met as our bodies rocked.
“This is crazy,” I whispered into him. “I love it.”
“Me too.” He looked down, “You should suck him.”
One more kiss was shared and was stretched- down his neck, chest, tummy and then it leapt to Seth. Up his balls and around his dick. Seth growled under me sending small vibrations through my pussy. I moaned back and sucked him as deep as it would go. Mark’s fingers were in my hair, pulling and pushing the speed to match his thrusts.
“Fuck!” Seth cried. I’m surprised that his outburst didn’t echo in my cunt. His fingers dug into my hips, shaking them as his tongue lapped furiously, turning him into a living vibrator.
I wanted to come up for air but Mark wasn’t about to release me. When I went to lift my head he pushed it back down and tightened his grip on my hair. That man knows how to push my boundaries and he shoved it hard. And by god it was fucking great. I moaned my delight.
The pace sped up and suddenly I was coming. Screaming around Seth’s dick. It broke his seed free, spraying it into my throat. Mark pried my head away and crushed my mouth to his. Tongues sharing the bounty as Mark growled, filling Seth’s ass with come. Seth was still shooting, hitting his stomach with white globs- his teeth gently biting my swollen clit, prodding another orgasm. Mark let me go and I fell to the side, letting Seth breathe.
Seth laughed and threw his arms over his head. Mark pulled out, crawled backwards and lowered his head. Before Seth could fully straighten his legs, Mark stopped him, grabbing his ankles. I watched in astonishment as Mark began lapping up the spill from Seth’s ass. I scrambled to get the camera and clicked away. Seth’s dick was refilling with blood, so was Mark’s.
The next few hours was a tangle of bodies. A couple scattered naps. Some ribbing, chuckles and blushing. A lot more pictures. Positions.
A fulfilling night where two men finally tested a notion that had been mulling about their minds. Now laid to rest. Well, no longer as restless. I’m sure we’ll be gathering again, some ideas are meant to live on, to grow.
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