Fuck the Wife, Suck Him  
The day I found out I was BI
 
Several years ago I needed to go to the gents toilet in a small town in the North of England. As I stood at the pot another chap came in and stood next to me. As all men know there is an unwritten rule that men don't stand next to men in the toilet if they can avoid it, but this chap had made his mind up that he was going to use the next stall to me.
 
I suddenly found that my dick was getting hard and much as I wanted to piss I couldn't, my erection was getting in the way. He knew exactly what he was doing and he continued to stare down at me. I tried to concentrate and push but it was no use. He slid his hand down and took hold of my dick.
 
This had not happened to me before and I did not know what to do. One thought was to punch him, one thought was to leave; I just stood there enjoying it. I wanted to have the piss out of me so that I could enjoy it more.
 
Much to my surprise, he then said "I know a woman that could use that". Immediately all my hormones were racing and I realised I had never been so excited. I had no idea what he had in mind but I knew I was saying "yes" all the way.
 
I went back to my car, not having had any relief and he went to make a phone call. He arranged for us to meet this woman in half an hour. We went to the appointed car park and she duly arrived. She got into my car and we drove off into the countryside.  She had on an overcoat with very sexy underwear underneath. It was a bra with nipple holes and stockings and speeders. For the benefit of my American friends, that is the same as a garter belt.
 
When we found a quiet spot, with the man friend following us we got into the back seat. I had no real idea what was expected in these circumstances, I had certainly never done anything like it before. I did not know if I was supposed to kiss her and work up to the exciting
part or whether to just jump straight in.
 
I kissed her on the lips a few times and it was obvious with the way she swallowed my tongue that I did not have to do too much groundwork. I was bursting to part her legs and play with her cunt and as soon as I put one hand on her stockinged legs they parted readily. Much to my amazement the panties were crotchless. This was all my Christmases come together. She was moist and slippy, I slid my finger in and she just parted her legs as far as they could go.
 
My wife had never really given me a blow job and the one time she tried it was all teethy and scratchy, now seemed like the ideal time to see if I could have a proper one. I motioned my hand behind her head to make it obvious what I was after and she adjusted herself in the back seat to get a better angle. She had obviously don't it before, she knew so much and I knew so little. How she made so much skin in her mouth contact my dick I will never know, but she sucked and sucked and I knew it would be only a matter of seconds before I shot my load.
 
Surprisingly, I had enough self control to know that if I was ever going to be invited back to partake of these pleasures it would not be good idea to be a spent force two minutes in. It amazes me that so many blokes can have several orgasms within a short period of time, not
me.
 
I pulled her head up and motioned for her to lie back, of course my trousers were in the way, I fumbled trying to get them off over my shoes without realising the shoes had to come off first. I was in such a mad hurry that I made a right mess of it. Eventually my trousers, inside out, and with one shoe stuck half way up the leg, were off.
 
I'm embarrassed to think my socks were probably still on, but never mind. I pointed my dick in the right direction and it slid nicely up her cunt, it was so welcoming. Her thighs were nice and high so that I could sink as deep as my length would allow.
 
She looked straight into my eyes, I was not used to that, my wife had always closed them and I had always closed mine. She wanted her eyes open and mine too. It was as if she wanted me to know what she was doing and she wanted to read my reaction. I found myself staring back and allowing my pleasure to show on my face. She didn't smile, she just kept reading my face. I buried myself right up to the hilt and that little half inch beyond the end that meant my foreskin would be pulled back and taut. I knew that this position would open up the little hole at the end of my dick, even though I could not see it.
 
I stayed up there totally motionless for several minutes; still reading this expression in her eyes. For the first and only time in my life I realised that I was going to come inside her without any pumping action whatsoever. To come, like that, just standing there with the excitement of the adventure driving it all is brilliant. I squirted and squirted bucket fulls. She knew I was coming but she kept on reading my eyes which by this time had gone completely out of focus. I could not see her anymore. I think my eyes go into the top of my head at that moment but of course I'm not sure.
 
They did give me their telephone number and it was at that stage that I found out they were man and wife. I had never been one for getting out of the house on my own too much so I knew that the next time I would have to do some careful planning.
 
I called their number and asked if it was OK to meet. They invited me to their house and took me upstairs. The fist time we had met the husband had sat in another car a few yards away, this was not the plan for this evening.
 
They took me into the attic which had a very secure lock. I didn't know at the time that they had a 13 year old son. In the attic they set up the video. First they showed me a porno. I've seen a few and I can't particularly remember the content. I would have enjoyed it well enough but my companions had more in mind.
 
She undid my trousers and pulled my dick out. This time she gave me a blow job without me asking. Soon enough she lay down on the bed and the husband got the camera out. He wanted to take photos of her sucking my dick. I felt safe since my dick looks like most others and my face was not in the shot. Then he wanted to take a shot of me fucking her. I was happy to oblige there as well.
 
With the picture taking over he was happy to let us settle down to fuck. He sat back and seemed to take only slight interest. I didn't know it at the time but he wanted to get the best out of me over a series of meetings. I was not going to find out everything this time. When he
could tell that I was getting close he came over and grabbed hold of the base of my dick. It put me off my stride somewhat and then he pulled it out. He got down on his knees and started to suck me instead. I didn't stop him but the angle wasn't quite right and I was glad when he stopped and put me back where I wanted to be.
 
Once back up her cunt I realised that I was more worked up than before. I burst my bubble and shot my load in grand sloppy fashion. I did not get the chance to linger long inside her cunt once I had come. He had my dick out again and was intent on mopping up. He sucked me and licked me. Having had my orgasm I did not enjoy this as much as I would have done thinking about it beforehand. I was all hyper sensitive and I enjoyed the thrill of it but it was not what I wanted.
 
Driving home afterwards I realised that there was more that I wanted to do with this couple as well.
 
I met them again a few weeks later. This time the son was in the house and we were forced to go out into the countryside in his very big Volvo estate. He was anxious to have me fuck his wife as normal but I just knew what else he had in mind. He took his trousers off and straddled the gear lever so that he could stick his dick through into the rear compartment. I was fucking his wife but his intention was obvious. He wanted me to suck him and fuck his wife at the same time.
 
I had never had a man's dick in my mouth before but I threw all caution to the wind, it was perfectly placed for me to just slide my lips over it. I started to suck and lick. I can remember now that this man smoked heavily, everything about him smelled of cigarettes. As a none
smoker that smell had bothered me at first, it didn't bother me now, his dick smelled heavily of stale cigarettes, I have no idea why but it did. Far from being a turnoff, it was the reverse. I just sucked and sucked, this was as much bliss as one man could get.
 
I took my mouth of his dick for a second and looked down at his wife, she was looking up at me again with that same stare, right into my eyes. I knew then that if my timing was right I could have my orgasm coincide with him shooting his load in my mouth. She knew it too and I saw the faintest wisp of a wicked smile.
 
I was ready to make the experience last for as long as I could when a car drew up onto the other edge of the car park. I think we all had a moment of panic, should we all disengage and go elsewhere or were we too late anyway. I was too far gone and the dick was not coming out of my throat anyway. I could see that the car had figured out what we were up to and they decided to come for a closer look.
 
They moved their car square on to ours so that they could see our action through their front window rather than the side. The way that windows sometimes look like mirrors meant that I could not see inside their car. What they were up to was not for me to see, but it was pretty obvious that they could see what we were doing. They didn't get out but they must have watched intently. The excitement of being overlooked in such a position was enough for me and enough for the husband as well. I could feel his sperm coming up the shaft and that thought brought me straight to the boil. That first squirt came bursting out of him and I swallowed eagerly hoping for more. In between his first squirt and second I was fucking the slops up his wife's cunt.
 
I never did get taken in the rear, by them or anyone, it's a few years ago now but if the time is right I might get lucky. Who knows I might have an English couple reply to me and they can be the star guests in the next story.
 
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