Our First Time: Anthology of a Menage

by Jennifer O'Donnell

  We agreed that we both needed a weekend off and decided that a trip to Eric’s place would be both relaxing and interesting. We could go out to the islands for a dive and relax on the beach. It would be good for Tom to see Eric again, considering it had been almost a year since the last time they hung out together. In the weeks leading up to our trip I worked out a little bit more and did twice as many Pilates sessions. I knew that Eric would see me in a bikini. I wasn't really planning everything, but I did want to look good.

  The day before we left I put little streaks of blonde in my curly brown hair. Before I got into the shower, I considered my body in the mirror. I could still slip into a pair of size 6 Jeans, and my ass looked amazing wrapped in nothing but a lazy pair of panties. I still looked pretty damn great after all these years. I spent way too long in the shower, masturbating to four intense climaxes and fantasizing about Eric. I had no conscious plan be unfaithful to Tom, but the fantasy was as strong as it had always been.

  We drove along the coast on highway 101 where it ran parallel to highway 1. Near Gaviota, we turned onto Hollister Ranch Road for another fifteen miles. That road ran along the beach and next to some mountains, where the main highway turned off inland. Hollister Ranch Road was remote and somewhat desolate, something that I imagined Eric would find beautiful. There was virtually no development along the route except for an occasional house on the beach.

  “So Selina, are you excited to see Eric again?” Tom asked me this when the GPS had indicated we were only two miles from our destination. “Excited how? As in wet, maybe?” I replied coquettishly. Tom had that look in his eye that he sported when we talked naughty. I wondered if he would once again suggest that I fuck Eric. He had never really said it outright, but I knew that he wanted to see it. “I guess that we’d best be careful” Tom feigned, having no intention of observing this suggestion.

  Eric’s house stood on a stretch of beach property, constructed of all glass and natural wood, surrounded by palms and bordered by crystal clear blue seas. The sand on the beach was fine and white with a few errant lawn chairs strewn next to a small boat slip. Anchored just off-shore was a fifty foot sailboat. Eric came running out to greet us as soon as he heard the car’s engine.

  “You finally made it!” His hair was a little longer, making him look a little more rogue, like some elegantly aging hippy. He was bronze-tan and looked amazing in nothing but a pair of board shorts. I caught myself scanning for the outline of his cock, but looked away quickly.

  “You both look amazing” Eric exclaimed “especially you Selina, like a goddess come down from heaven” “Did you strike it rich or something, Eric?” I replied, trying to change the subject. He was looking at me in the same way he always did. The company that I worked for picked up on my patent for a new type of regulator and now everyone wants to use it.” Eric had also studied marine biology with us, but had focused more on the diving aspect.

  Eric installed us in a huge bedroom complete with shower and toilet. Then we went out to eat in the nearby town of Gaviota. There wasn't much there, except for a little barbecue joint which was fantastic. As it is with good friends, we were caught up with each other’s lives in no time. It was as if no time had passed since our last meeting.

  The next day we were up early, and out at the small boat slip boarding the tender that was to take us out to Eric's sailboat. We were out to the islands in no time for a great morning dive, followed by lunch and then another dive along the cliffs. We still had enough daylight left to head back to the beach and catch some sun. I could see Eric watching me as I lay catching rays in my bikini on our return journey. The thought that he was thinking about me turned me on. I worried briefly that there may have been a wet spot between my legs, but as I had just been swimming, I need not have been concerned.

  Back on the beach house in Concepcion, we lay out a big sheet and all fell down on top of it. Eric was giving me a hard time about how much air I used in my tank during the second dive. This kind of teasing was common among divers, one trying to assert superior skillfulness. We ended up in a situation where we were play-wrestling fight, and before I knew it Eric had a raging hard on that was clearly visible through his board shorts. I saw it and felt it against me and I'm 100% sure that Tom saw it as well. When we stopped rolling around, and Eric sat back down he tried to hide it.

  Whatever happened in those three minutes of wrestling could not be undone. Eric's lust for me was clear, not that it had been otherwise for years, but now both Tom and I had witnessed literal physical evidence. Eric had effectively ‘won’ the play fight by pinning me down, and his hard cock had been up against my ass cheeks. As we walked back to the house no one discussed anything, but I was horny as hell.

  I headed straight for the shower, partly to get all the sand off of me but also because I needed to masturbate. I was leaning up against the glass, in the middle of my second orgasm while fingering my pussy and clit as Tom walked into the bathroom. “Now that is quite a stunning sight to behold” he said, tearing of his shorts and throwing them into an unceremonious pile in the corner. He was already half hard before he opened the shower door.

  “Jeez… you are sexy” he said. “Did you see Eric’s hard-on at the beach?” I replied, already knowing the answer. “We were just discussing that in the kitchen” he said, while sliding a hand between my legs. Like a cat in heat I opened for him, revealing a warm, wet, pulsating flower. I put a hand on either side of his head and gently guided him down between my legs. I needed to feel his tongue on me.

  “You would love to watch Eric do I and then join in, wouldn’t you?” I asked. It was all in the playfulness of the moment. “Mmmm… his cock in your mouth, or DP,” Tom replied. The thought was so dirty that I nearly came again as his lips wrapped around my heavily swollen clit. When he pushed his tongue inside my pussy, I shuddered as an orgasm shot though me.

  Tom made me come two more times, and then we switched positions so that I could suck him to completion. While I desperately wanted to fuck, I also really wanted to taste and feel his warm seed flow into my mouth. I loved the taste of his cum, and unlike many women, I adored a good facial. He was oozing an enormous amount of pre-cum, as if someone had left a tap on. I let a big strand hang between my lips and at the head of his cock to emphasize how dirty I could be.

  “You wanna see me swallow Eric’s big cock?” I asked, continuing with the same theme. He got even harder, if that were possible. “God yes” he replied and placed one hand on either side of my face, not so much holding my head as feeling the face that he was fucking.

  I grasped the base of his cock and balls and he suddenly let a huge torrent of warm semen flow into my mouth. Almost involuntarily one of my hands went between my legs and into my own pussy. The way that I was squatting made it easy. I continued to finger myself until the flow of cum subsided and kept his cock in my mouth until began to wilt a little. I could still taste semen and I loved it.

  “God I love your cum” I said looking up at him with big wild eyes, I whispered, “Thank you.”

  “You‘re more than welcome to as much of it as you want” he replied, “So when do you want to do this thing?” he went on. Do what?” I asked, knowing full well what he meant. “Eric… well, you know…” He looked almost guilty for asking. “Just relax…do you really want to do this?” “Don’t you? It sure seems like you do.” he responded. “That was during sex,” I replied, “but if you really want to---I’ll do it. I’ll do anything with you.”

  “Well, it’s not like you just come right out and say something like this, but he was so hard for you on the beach and we discussed it.” “What did you two say about it? I queried. “Just about how sexy you are, and how your sexuality is so perfectly natural for you.” I imagined that he was talking about how ‘natural’ it was to get a hard-on while wrestling with a nearly naked woman.” (Later I found out that he was talking about how natural a threesome would be for the three of us.)

  After our shower we went out to
the front room to hang-out, but Eric had headed off to the other shower, presumably to wash off the sand and empty his swollen balls as well. It was some time before he returned.

  For the rest of the afternoon the atmosphere was so sexually charged that you could have powered a small town with the electricity. Any time that I had to touch Eric for any reason, like when we were setting up the outdoor barbecue; my nipples would go rock hard. I had purposely not worn a bra underneath my t-shirt so that my nipples would be obvious. I felt kind of nervous about doing this, but now that Tom had pushed the issue, I was ready for it. The thought of handling two cocks. Although I was kind of nervous at the idea of doing this, Tom had taken the edge off by pushing the issue. I felt ready for it, yet the thought of handling two cocks was still was a bit edgy.

  We grilled steaks and seafood on Eric’s big outdoor grill, drinking cold beers and the occasional shot of tequila. No one was getting wasted, but we were all laughing and partying pretty hardy. Both guys seemed to be waiting for me to make a move. For a while I just enjoyed this power that I had over them. Tom would never let me end up in an uncomfortable situation, and Eric was super laid back, so it was all entirely up to me---or so it seemed.

  By about eleven, we had consumed more than enough to eat and drink and I was ready to take on the challenge. It looked to me that both Tom and Eric had semi-hard cocks in their shorts, and I was anticipating how Eric’s cock might look and how it would taste. Still, I felt edgy.

  “I’m ready to love,” I said to no one in particular “I’m gonna go change and lay down.” I couldn’t have made myself clearer. A look passed between the guys. I took the little bag that I had brought with me, where I had packed this flowing white gown that I had planned to wear. It was completely see-through and very easy access.

  My dress was off and the skimpy lingerie on moments after I hit the guest room. The door to the patio was open and the wind caused the long white curtains ripple. I could hear the guys outside talking as I lay down on the big bed, my juices seeping from my pussy because I was so horny. Then I very distinctly heard Tom say ‘go ahead’.

  Moments later Eric stepped through the door, pushing the curtains aside. He wore only board shorts and I could clearly see the outline of his cock through the fabric. The dim light in the room played off of his biceps and abs, which were more ripped than Tom’s. Without saying a word, he crossed from the door to the bed in what seemed like a second. Before I knew it, his shorts were on the floor and his rapidly swelling, huge cock was in my face. What was expected of me was clear. This was not going to be romantic, it was a dirty fuck. That suited me fine, as emotions simply would have made it complicated.

  I reached out and took hold of his cock. Geez…I could barely wrap my hand around it. I put the big mushroom head to my lips, opened my mouth and took as much as I could into my mouth. This was the only cock, other than Tom’s, that I had tried in years, since before Tom and I met. It was strange and wonderful and HUGE. I let myself feel like a total slut as I pushed it so far into my mouth that I literally gagged. I used one hand to cup his balls, pulling him forward and letting them rest on my chin.

  “God that feels amazing” he said, sort of gasping at the pleasure. I pulled his cock from my mouth and opened my eyes. Tom was just inside the door watching the scene with his shirt and pants off, and he was raging hard. His arms were folded across his chest and the smile on his face was a smile of victory, yet I could also read the faintest twinge of jealousy in his eyes as he watched me pleasure another man. But any jealousy was trumped by pure lust.

  He came around behind me and lifted me up so that my ass was in the air and pushed a pillow underneath me. Then he moved behind me and pushed his cock into my wanton pussy. I contracted a little around his shaft as he drove into me and little spasms shot through me. Tom used one of his big hands to grab a fistful of my hair and guided me back to Eric’s cock, as if forcing me to suck it, though it was actually more playful than forceful.

  The boys switched positions three or four times, but I didn’t complain at all. The difference between the two respective cocks in my mouth and pussy was noticeable, and quite a turn on. I continued to be rocked with orgasms as they used me. There was little or no tenderness here, just pure lust. Then suddenly I felt it.

  Tom was behind, his familiar cock wedged deeply into my pussy. Eric’s larger cock head was in my mouth and I could taste pre cum. However, I felt an unmistakable sensation of cool lube being pumped into my tight little asshole. I should have expected it, since Tom and I had talked a lot about a doing DP during our fantasy conversations. Also, Tom loved fucking my ass, so I was no stranger to backdoor sex. But it just seemed so personal at this particular moment, as though Eric watching ass fucked was inappropriate. It was a silly thought, and I knew it, and when Tom eased himself into my ass I forgot all about it.

  Some women hate anal sex, others love it, but let me tell you if it’s done right, there is nothing quite like the feeling. It almost hurts, yet feels so good at the same time, and the orgasms are mind boggling. Personally, I turn into a total slut when being done in my ass, saying things like ‘fuck my ass hard’ and “fuck me like a slut’. I barely remember saying these things and only believed it was true after Tom recorded an ass fucking session.

  This time was no exception and as Tom’s smooth sweet cock glided in and out if my super tight hole, I grasped Eric’s cock and attempted to force it down my throat. It was as if I were trying to gag myself as my self punishment for being such a dirty slut.

  Tom instructed Eric to lie on the bed and told me to mount him, then slipped his cock back into my ass, I went out of my mind. You could say that at that point I was driven by nothing more than pure pleasure. It was hard to tell what was going where---I was so stuffed with cock and the orgasms just kept coming. The pleasure was so intense, it was almost unbearable, and I could barely breathe.

  I heard Tom say, “Let’s cover her pretty little face with cum” Before I knew it both of the boys had pulled out of me and were sending jet after jet of creamy cum all over me. It went in my mouth, my face, and all over my breasts. There was so much of it, I couldn’t smell or taste anything but cum. I briefly wondered who’s cum I was swallowing as I scooped it up and put it in my mouth.

  I heard Eric say, “You two are fucking amazing. Thanks so much for inviting me.” Then he took off and Tom guided me to the shower to clean up. When I came out we went to bed where we lay in each other’s arms recalling the entire episode in great detail. It wasn’t long before he was rock hard again and fucking me. This time it was pure passion for me, the love and tenderness in his eyes unmistakable.

  The threesome with Eric was nothing more than the guys using me as a fuck toy, which I hadn’t minded a bit. Subsequently, Tom and I fucked for hours, in every hole and in every position imaginable. By the time I took his sweet semen into my mouth, the sun was coming up. We slept for a few hours and then got up to have breakfast and a bit of beach time with Eric.

  I had expected the morning would be a little weird, but it wasn’t at all. I couldn’t help notice that Eric had a hard on right through breakfast and throughout the time we sat together on the beach. I was guessing that he wanted to do me again, and the truth was---so did I. At three o’clock we mad the “long drive home” excuse, got in the car and took off. I kissed Eric goodbye as we left, the first kiss I had ever actually given him, even though I had deep throated his cock.

  We drove home in virtual silence, not really discussing anything that happened. When we had done so the night before, we ended up doing something dirty. Both of us had clearly enjoyed it, h for different reasons. I knew that Tom had loved watching me get fucked, and suck cock. He also liked seeing me cum uncontrollably while talking filthy-dirty. For my own part, I had loved all the attention and the orgasms.

  “Tom, would you do a threesome again with me? I mean, I would love to do it again.” “Really?” he sounded surprised, though I could already see the outline of his
cock which was getting hard in his shorts. “Would you?” I asked tentatively. “Maybe… I mean probably… but with whom?” he asked. There was just the slightest hint of jealousy in his tone that I had not expected. He had no idea of what he had started by pushing me into this threesome. Now I craved the two cock experience.

  “I’m pretty sure we can find a willing participant…as long as you’re OK with it.” I didn’t want it to affect ‘us’ in any way. “Did you like it that much?” he asked. “I’ll be honest” I replied, “I did, but it seemed like you did too.”

  He smiled and I could see that his cock was rock solid under his shorts. Nothing that a good blow job wouldn’t take care of, even, and if he was struggling with the idea of sharing hi wife, he was also turned on by it. “What do you say we pull over up ahead so that I can suck your cock dry?” I asked, reaching over to caress the knob through the material. “You can be sure I won’t complain.

  There was no traffic on the road, and we had not yet reached the small town of Gaviota. We hadn’t seen a single car in fifteen miles. We doubted that anyone ever used the road except perhaps in the morning. We passed a sign that said “Gaviota 1 Mile – Rest Area Ahead,” so I asked Tome to pull in for a little fun. We drove to the endpoint of the rest stop, past a little barbecue station, an old swing set and the picnic area. There was no one in sight and we parked so we couldn’t be seen from the road. As soon as Tom put the car in park, I had his cock in my hand and my other hand down my jeans.