Finding My F-Stop, and More

Bobby continued to mull over the idea, and I was pretty certain that I had him convinced. I decided to play my trump card, just in case he was on the fence.

"I'll tell you what - if you let me do this, then I will reciprocate for you," I said. "You know Anna, right? She's pretty hot. I can set it up for you to sleep with both of us in a threesome. What do you say?"

Of course, I knew his answer. If you promise a man a threesome with one of your best friends, especially a hottie, he will do anything you ask.

"Deal!" he said. "What do we do first?"

"The first thing we do involves just the two of us," I said suggestively, as I unzipped his jeans. I kissed him deeply, our tongues teasing, and then I reached down and found his hard cock and began stroking it. I kissed him again, keeping my mouth on his while I pushed his jeans to the floor.

We continued kissing while we undressed each other, and soon we were both nude. Bobby's cock stood straight up, nearly vertical, and a tiny drop of pre-come had appeared at its tiny slit.

We stumbled to the bed, and I pushed Bobby down so that he was lying on his back. I moved over him, and reached for his rigid cock with my right hand. I encircled the shaft with my thumb and forefinger, and began stroking him.

Without any prompting from Bobby, I maneuvered myself into a 69 position and started to suck his cock while I continued to stroke its shaft with my hand. I heard him moan softly, and he began to lick my slit, a little tentatively at first, then a little more aggressively.

We mutually licked and sucked each other for a few minutes, then I could taste a bit more pre-come as Bobby got closer to his orgasm. I started to suck him more in earnest, trying to bring him off, and I was rewarded with a long, slightly acrid spurt as he came in my mouth. I swallowed it all, and continued to suck him until I was sure he was finished.

Then, something very unusual happened - I had stopped sucking, and was just giving Bobby a few final strokes with my hand, when he unexpectedly tensed and arched his back.

"Don't stop," he said, groaning loudly, "please don't stop!"

I started stroking more energetically, and he then squirted a long stream of warm come from his still-hard cock, shooting it onto his stomach and chest. What was happening? I continued stroking, mesmerized by this - I had never seen anything like it before, my man was having a multiple orgasm!

This time, Bobby really WAS finished, and he soon begged me to stop stroking.

"Oh, God, if you don't stop, you'll kill me!" he said.

I laughed, but I promised myself that I would do whatever it takes to make THIS happen again! Wow, was this HOT!

Chapter 4

Our plan was actually pretty straightforward. Instead of stopping at Jake's to get my photo prints, the way I normally did, I would call and ask him if he could drop them off at the house. I would be waiting for him, freshly showered, and wearing only a silk bathrobe. Jake and I would be sitting side-by-side on the sofa, reviewing the photos, enjoying a glass of wine, and making small talk. I was pretty sure I could seduce him, perhaps by telling him that Bobby was out of town and I was lonely, needing some attention.

Bobby, in the meantime, would be quietly hiding in the large closet in our bedroom. I would set up a comfortable perch for him to be sitting on, with a good view of the bed through the slats on the closet door. I only needed to wait until my next photo session to get things started.

When I showed up for my scheduled shoot at Jake's, I was in a great mood. The session was excellent - physically, I was in top shape because I had been working out regularly. I had also become a very skilled model, and I no longer needed much direction from Jake while posing. He and I had developed an intuitive, unspoken relationship when he was behind the camera lens - I could sense how and where he wanted me to move, how he wanted me positioned, and how long to hold the pose. We produced some truly beautiful and erotic photographs together.

At the conclusion of the session, Jake and I followed our usual practice of reviewing the digital images on the television monitor. We both congratulated each other on our work, and I gave Jake a hug and a kiss on the cheek when I was ready to leave. He returned the affectionate squeeze, and I got in the car and started home.

Three days later, Jake called and said the prints were ready. There was excitement in his voice as he said, "Kathy, these are your best yet. I think we are going to be able to sell some of these commercially, if you want to. They are really, really good!"

"Jake, that is really sweet. I won't be able to pick them up today, though, and I really want to see them. Why don't you stop by the house, and we will review them together?"

Jake was silent for a moment, and then he said, "Sure, that would be OK. What time should I come by? Is five o'clock all right?"

"Perfect, Jake. I will see you at five at my house. And thanks again."

Chapter 5

A few minutes past five, Jake's car rolled into my driveway. Bobby was already comfortably in position in the closet of our bedroom, waiting for me and our guest to make our appearance there.

I was freshly showered, and wearing just a slight amount of scented cologne and a thin silk robe, I went to the foyer to allow Jake into the house. When I opened the door, I nearly died - Jake wasn't alone! He had brought someone with him!

Recovering my composure, and cinching my robe more securely around me, I greeted Jake and his friend.

"Jake, hi, thanks for coming," I stammered, while I looked at his companion. "I really appreciate your stopping by."

"Not a problem, Kathy, really. This is Marty, by the way. He just arrived from New York. He is a photographer, too - we have worked together on many shoots before."

"Nice to meet you, Marty," I said, recovering my composure. "Are you going to be here in town long?"

"Just a few days. I am on my way to a swimsuit shoot in Hawaii, and I had a couple of days off, so here I am!"

"A swimsuit shoot? So you do glamour photography, too?" I asked, leading the two men into the living room.

"Yes, I have a studio," Marty replied, "and I do a lot of glamour and fine art nude photography."

"Before we get started with evaluating my newest photos, can I get either of you a glass of wine?" I asked. They were now sitting on the sofa, and Jake had placed the portfolio with my new photos on the coffee table in front of them.

"Yes, please," both of them replied, as I went to the kitchen. I returned with three wineglasses and a nice chilled bottle of white wine. I placed the wineglasses on the coffee table, and Jake made room for me to sit in between the two of them while we reviewed the photo prints. He poured each of us a glass.

On the sofa, with Jake sitting closely on my left and Marty on my right, I began to look through the photos. At first, I was a little embarrassed - Marty was a stranger, and I usually didn't share my pictures with any men but Jake and Bobby. After seeing the first few photos, though, I grew more comfortable. After all, Marty was a professional photographer too, and his comments were insightful.

We finished the first bottle of wine, and I started a second bottle while we continued to look through the prints. We were feeling very relaxed and mellow by the time we had reviewed all the photos, and the second bottle of wine was nearly gone. I leaned over toward Jake and thanked him.

"Jake, you were right. This really IS some of our best work together."

The wine and the erotic photos had made me feel very warm. I leaned forward a little further, and kissed him on the corner of his lips. Jake turned toward me, and he kissed me full on the mouth. I allowed my lips to part, and his tongue tentatively probed forward, touching my tongue and teasing it.

I returned the kiss, my mouth and tongue eagerly seeking his. My robe had fallen open a bit when I had leaned forward, and when Jake turned toward me for our kiss I allowed his hand to reach up inside my robe and lightly touch and stroke my breast. My nipples became hard almost instantly, and I moaned slightly.

I continued kissing Jake, and then I felt a second pair of hands reach around from behind and gently take hold of me. While I was kissing Jake, Marty was touching and stroking me gently, and I didn't want him to stop! I briefly pulled away from Jake, and turned to face Marty. I reached around his neck and pulled him closer, giving him a full wet kiss on the lips, while his hands continued to lightly stroke and massage my breasts and nipples.

My robe had slipped off my shoulders completely, and I could feel two pairs of hands stroking and caressing me. My nipples were stiff with excitement, and both men were touch and teasing them, lightly brushing their fingertips over them and gently tweaking them. We sat on the sofa, taking turns kissing, and I allowed them to have complete access to fondle my breasts. The robe was loosely bunched at my waist, and I was hoping that one or both of them would touch me down there before I went crazy.

My breathing grew shallow and rapid, and I reached down to touch them with my hands - both men were obviously becoming as excited as I was, and their erections were bulging at the front of their trousers.

"Not here," I whispered hoarsely, "let's go into the bedroom".

When I stood up, my robe fell to the floor. I was standing completely nude in front of both men, and I was very hot and wet.

We made our way to the bedroom, and I climbed onto the bed while both Jake and Marty stripped. They were both slender, with good builds, and their cocks were standing nearly straight up.

They quickly joined me on the bed, and we continued to kiss and fondle each other.

"I love the feeling of having both of your cocks in my hands," I said, as I started stroking them simultaneously.

I wondered briefly, just a quick passing thought, if I could jerk them off at the same time with my hands, but I don't remember many details of our encounter after that. The next couple of hours were a hazy blur of tongues, cocks, fucking, and sucking.

"Suck my breasts at the same time," I ordered them.

With Jake on the right and Marty on the left, they started sucking my breasts together, and I had a mild orgasm just from that stimulation alone.

Things started to happen fast. My pussy was dripping, and I vaguely remember only a few details. I remember being on all fours, with Jake fucking me from behind while I sucked Marty off. I also remember them switching places, and Marty fucking me while I sucked Jake's cock.

Next, I was kneeling and straddling Jake's mouth as he lay on his back, licking and sucking my pussy, and at the same time I was sucking Marty's cock as he stood on the bed next to me.

We sucked and fucked in every possible combination, and I only stopped the two of them when I really couldn't take anymore. I lost count of how many times I had come, and my legs were trembling uncontrollably. I know that both of them came at least twice apiece, once in my mouth and once in my pussy, and their mixed sticky wetness was running down my legs.

The ultimate orgasm for me occurred when I was in a 69 with Jake, and as I felt his cock begin to twitch and jerk in my mouth, I began to come with him at the same time. As I began to swallow, I started feeling an incredible muscle contraction that began deep inside me, then started radiating out to the rest of my body in intense, warm waves. In that very instant, Marty inserted his cock deep into my pussy, and I experienced an overwhelming, turn-you-inside-out spasm that was so intense and pleasurable that it bordered on painful.

The three of us collapsed on the bed, exhausted, and I felt a remarkable sense of sexual fulfillment as I cuddled and snuggled with the two men.

I could only allow myself to indulge in this afterglow for a few minutes, though, and then I told them, "Guys, that was wonderful, and I hope we can do it again soon, but you have to leave now!"

I had to hustle them out of there - I knew Bobby had been hiding in the closet watching us for nearly three hours. It was awkward, but I managed to get Jake and Marty out the door, and I went back to the bedroom to let Bobby know they had left.

Chapter 6

When I got back to the bedroom, Bobby was already lying on the bed naked. His engorged cock was enormous, it seemed to be larger than I had ever seen it before.

Without a word, I went down on him and began sucking. I could taste his semen already, as he had obviously jerked off while in the closet watching us. He had come at least once in there, and I suspect perhaps more. He groaned as I sucked him, and I could sense that he was close to yet another orgasm. It also occurred to me that I had been sucking the cocks of three different men in the last forty minutes or so, and the thought of THAT got me aroused again!

"I want you inside me, baby," I said. "I need your cock, and I need it NOW!"

I lay on my back, and Bobby got in-between my legs. His cock was rock hard, and I wanted it plunged into me to put out the fire inside. He slid in easily, and again I had the passing thought that I had been fucked by three different men in the previous hour.

I squeezed Bobby's cock with my pussy, and he relentlessly plunged into me, pumping and pumping. His eyes were closed tightly and his mouth was twisted with the strain of his effort, so I knew that he would be coming soon. I could see the muscles and cords of his arms and neck tense with exertion.

Just before he could come inside me, though, Bobby pulled out. He supported his upper body his arms, with his rigid cock suspended in mid-air over my stomach. Without touching his cock, Bobby squirted a long, warm stream of his come directly onto me!

"Oh, wow, I can't believe that!" I exclaimed. It was unreal, watching his cock pulse and spurt without him touching or stroking himself.

He re-inserted himself into my pussy, again without using his hands, and continued to pump into me. On my belly, his sticky wetness was sandwiched between us, being whipped into a lather by his relentless fucking.

A few minutes later, Bobby somehow repeated this - he pulled out, and without any additional stimulation with his hands, spurted a warm ribbon of come all over my already sticky belly. Incredibly, there was as much fluid this time as the first!

He re-inserted himself once more, and this time he rode me until he came, a low moan escaping from his mouth as he ejaculated deep inside me.

"What the hell was THAT?" I asked, laughing. "I've never seen anything like it!"

"Oh, God, I don't know," Bobby said breathlessly. "When I was ejaculating on you, it was without the usual intense coming sensations, but when I finally came inside you, it was like an explosion, I never came that hard before!"

I began lightly tracing circles in the sticky come that was smeared all over my stomach.

"Well, I guess that I have to deliver on my end of the bargain now," I smiled.

"Oh, yeah," Bobby replied, "Oh, yeah."

Chapter 7

I wasn't sure how I could set up this threesome with me, Anna, and Bobby, although I was pretty sure Anna would agree to it. She and I had often discussed sex, and I know that she had a pretty wild sex life outside of her marriage. I personally knew at least two guys that she had been screwing on the side, and I know there were others. In terms of craziness, though, I think my little encounter with Jake and Marty probably exceeded anything that she had ever done.

"You won't believe what happened last night," I said to her, on the following day. I relayed the play-by-play of the whole encounter, not leaving out any details. Anna grew more and more incredulous with each revelation, not believing what she was hearing.

When I had finished, Anna looked at me in amazement, and her face was flushed with excitement. "You really fucked BOTH of those guys in your own bed, with Bobby watching? How the hell did you ever get him to agree to THAT?"

Honesty and candor had taken me this far, so I told her about the deal with Bobby.

"WHAT?! You told him that we could have a threesome if he let you do this? Are you nuts?"

"Listen, Anna," I explained, "this isn't as crazy as you think. Consider this for a moment. You have always wanted to push the sexual envelope, and now you have a chance. This would be fun, and safe, and I can guarantee you that you will have one hell of a great time."

"Yes," she replied, "that's all true, but what about afterward? What if this screws up our friendship?"

"It won't," I promised.

"Let me ask you this," Anna said thoughtfully. "What if I were the one coming to you with this idea? Would you do it? Would you go for in a threesome with me and my husband?"

I thought quickly. This might be the only way to get her to agree to my proposal. "Of course," I said. "I'll do it, if you will."

"Then I'm in," Anna exclaimed. "What the hell, it'll be fun, let's do it!"

Chapter 8

Anna arrived at the house early, and we were sitting on the sofa together sharing a glass of white wine. She was gorgeous, even when just dressed casually in jeans and a denim shirt. She smelled great and I was excited about the prospect of sharing Bobby with her.

"I brought my portfolio," Anna said.

"Great! I've never seen your photos before," I replied.

We compared our photos, and I complimented her on her great body - she had slightly larger breasts than I, and her pubic hair was shaped and trimmed in a neatly groomed strip. I quickly became moist as I looked over her photos.

The other thing that I noticed about Anna's photos was her tendency to go for more overt sexuality in her poses. My photos tended to be more artsy and erotic, while her photos were edgier and more explicit. There were a couple of shots where she appeared to be masturbating, and in a few she even had sex toys for props.

"Wow," I said. "Your poses are a lot more sexual than mine are - you look like you are really masturbating in this one."

She looked at me with a mischievous grin.

"You WERE masturbating, weren't you! I can't believe it! Did you actually come, too?" I asked incredulously.

She smiled and nodded. "It was great! Jake kept on taking pictures, too!"

"I have to see those someday," I replied.

Just then the door opened, and Bobby popped in. He saw Anna, and he smiled broadly when he realized what was about to happen - he was about to collect on his end of the bargain.

He came over to the sofa and sat between us, and it wasn't long before the three of us were taking turns kissing and lightly touching each other through our clothes. I kissed Bobby, Bobby kissed and touched Anna, and Anna would lean over to kiss me, full on the mouth. I had never been intimate with a woman before, and it felt vaguely like being a first-timer again. I was tremendously excited, and the tentative kisses and gropes became more urgent as we three became more and more aroused.

"Let's go to the bedroom," I said.

We quickly shed all of our clothes before climbing onto the bed. Anna and I had sandwiched Bobby between us on the bed, and we were taking turns kissing, nibbling on his neck and ears, and touching his chest. For a few minutes, Anna and I purposely avoided touching Bobby's rigid cock, but his excitement was obvious: a thin clear trickle of pre-come was starting to leak from the slit at the tip. We allowed our hands to stroke his inner thighs, and we would get close, but not quite touch, his cock. It was driving him crazy.

Every couple of minutes, Anna and I really amped it up, and we would kiss each other deeply in front of Bobby. I started to tentatively reach for and touch her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples. Her moans were echoed by Bobby, and it was clear that he needed some immediate relief.