Both of My Boyfriends (MMF Menage Story Bundle)

by Tatjana Blue

  “I guess so. It's very weird, but kind of hot too,” he said. He caressed her ass too, and ran his hands down between her legs so that both of us were touching and probing her little pussy at the same time.

  “You're already really wet,” I noted. She smiled back at me.

  “I am Mikey. Why don't you fuck me for a bit?”

  “Hold on!” Sean said. “Let me go down on you first.” He picked her up and plopped her down physically on the bed, pushing her legs open and burying his face between them all in one motion.

  “Ooh,” she said. “Mike, come up here.”

  So I moved up to her head and let her take my cock back in her mouth again while Sean was audibly licking her pussy with little wet noises. Her legs were wrapped around his head, and I couldn't stop watching the bulk of his prick swinging back and forth between his legs.

  After a few minutes of this, with Celine getting louder as he ate her, she eventually gave up on giving me head and just hugged my cock against her face while she shuddered through a little orgasm. Sensing this Sean got up from his crouch against the bed and rammed his cock into her in a couple of hard thrusts.

  “Oh. Oh. God.” she said in time with his thrusts, while she squeezed my cock and rubbed it against her cheeks. I was transfixed watching his dick sliding in and out of her little pink slit – it was a very different angle from the one I was used to, and I was fascinated with her little pink inner pussy lips sliding along his glistening shaft as it pumped in to her.

  After a few dozen more pumps, while I just sat there watching, she said “Okay, switch, switch!” and he withdrew from her, standing back with his cock tight and red and wet. He got up on the bed and she whipped suddenly around, presenting me with her sweet little ass while she bobbed up and down on him with her mouth again. I could hear the squelchy sounds while she gave him head, and I couldn't hold back any more so without any preparation I got up on my knees and jammed my cock into her freshly fucked little pussy. I slid into her without any resistance, and she pushed back against me fiercely while I fucked her just as hard as I could. Her cunt was very warm around me.

  For a moment I forgot all about Sean at the other end of her, but when I looked he was staring down open-mouthed at my dick while it slammed into Celine's hot pussy. She was very, very wet and her twat and my prick were making moist noises that you could hear over her own “Mmmm, mmmm, mmmmh” while she sucked on him. His hands were wrapped around the back of her head, but his eyes were all on me.

  “I need to fuck you again,” he said suddenly. “hang on a second there Mike.”

  He grabbed her and flopped her over again on her back, pushed her legs open, and plunged down into her fiercely. She gasped as he entered her, and for a few moments I just sat there watching the two of them fuck. It was kind of fascinating, since I'd never had the chance just to sit there and watch it. His ass pumped up and down while her legs wrapped around him and her hips moved in time with his. I couldn't see their genitals at all, but it was still very hot, and suddenly her little hand snaked out and wrapped itself around my cock again, gently caressing it. Her eyes locked with mine and she stared at me openly while she said, “Unh, unh, unh.” to his thrusts.

  “Nice,” I said. “me now.”

  He sat up. “Yeah, let me watch the two of you fuck. Do it just like you did the other day.”

  So I took his place between her legs and slid myself into her little pussy again. I wrapped one hand around her shoulder and with the other I grabbed her ass and thrust just as hard as I could. I lowered my face down until our lips were almost touching, and she looked up at me again and said, “Hi.”

  I smiled and said, “Hi” back and continued thrusting pretty much the same as I had a few days ago. She responded firmly back to my pushes, grinding herself against me while Sean sat back and watched us. I could feel her arm reaching out and moving while she stroked his cock as well.

  I knew I was getting pretty close to coming, so I pulled out again. Sean took the opportunity to slide around behind her and lie down against her back so that his dick was entering her from behind. She lifted up one leg to let him enter her, and he slid in again while I watched.

  Celine patted the bed by her head. “Dick up here please!” she commanded, and I slid my hips up to her head and lay down with my own face just inches from their genitals.

  “Going to get a good look Mike?” Sean said, looking over her shoulder at me.

  “You know it,” I said, “if I'm going to think about this later when I'm jacking off I want the image in stereo and HD.”

  They both laughed at that, and I propped myself up on one arm watching him fuck her. Her little bush was all matted up with moisture, and I could see it on the skin around her pussy as well. His balls were contracted right up against his body while he slammed it into her, and I could hear his breath speeding up while he did it. It was pretty obvious he was going to pop soon as well. I slid my face up to probably just an inch from the two of them fucking, and could smell ball sweat, and pussy, and semen. Celine had taken my hard cock in her mouth again and was bobbing it back and forth on my shaft, but most of my attention was just on watching her fuck him, and waiting for him to come inside her.

  His pumping sped up even more – he was nearing the point of no return. Celine could tell too, by the way she sped up her mouth on my shaft, but I could tell I wasn't going to come in her mouth. Her little pussy was getting pinker and her hips were pushing back against him harder and harder, bumping my face while they did it.

  Then Sean groaned loudly and the rate of his thrusts slowed down. I could see his urethra pumping while he shot his load into her, and she made a few little squeaks and popped me out of her mouth, just resting my cock against her face. Pretty quickly his shaft where it was sliding in and out of her became ringed with white cum, and the smell of it surrounded me. He kept slowing down while a few remaining twitches of his orgasm spread through his dick in waves, and I sat there watching it. When he was obviously done I dragged myself upright and said, “Now me, dude.”

  He opened his eyes at me. “You really okay with getting covered in my jizz?”

  I shrugged. “It will clean up, and I need to come in her pussy.”

  He smirked again. “Your call.” He pulled out of her and sat up too, while I lifted up one of Celine's legs, spreading open her pussy that was already surrounded by a halo of jizz, and had one big glob leaking right out of it.

  “You don't want to come in my mouth this time?” she asked.

  “I'm good,” I said, and positioned myself to slide into her again. Sean sat behind her with his head cocked – this was probably a little more academic for him now – and watched while I entered her. If anything her pussy was even warmer now, and so slippery that I could hardly even feel it at first.

  “Oh my god,” she said, “more cock. Fuck me hard again Mikey.”

  So I started fucking her as hard as I was able, then I flipped her over so that Sean could get the same view I had, and I grabbed her ass cheek roughly and jammed myself into her. I could tell I wasn't going to last long in that hot, hot, slippery pussy so I went at it with all the strength I could.

  “Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck, are you watching me fucking, Sean?”

  “I am babe,” he said, “you look so hot. Make him come.”

  With that she started thrusting back against me and I felt my orgasm building rapidly. I lasted just a few more seconds before I felt myself emptying into her again, filling her up in thick spurts. She said “Ah, shit!” and buried her face in a pillow while we both slowed down, and Sean reached out to caress the curve of her ass while we did it.

  “That was spectacular babe,” he said, “you're a star. I could watch you doing it all day.”

  She pulled her face out of the pillow and gave him a sleepy-eyed smile. “I'm so happy you're good with that. I love it when you watch me doing it.”

  I slipped out of her quietly and laid back, letting them have their moment. Much as I had enj
oyed that, something was going on right now that obviously didn't involve me. They rolled against each other, embracing, and I found a slightly suspicious-looking towel crumpled up on one corner of the bed and used the cleanest parts I could find to wipe myself down.

  After a while she leaned over and kissed me quickly on the forehead. “You too Mikey, I enjoyed that.”

  Sean stretched himself out on the bed and gave me careful look. “Thanks for not making that too weird, I guess,” he said.

  Eventually Celine asked to borrow one of my clean towels so that she could take a shower – apparently all of Boliff's were dirty now. So we threw on our clothes and walked down to my room. I rooted through the drawers until I found one for her but I had a pretty strong feeling at the same time that I had been dismissed for the time being.

  I handed her the towel causally while we chatted, and then I finally said, “Seriously though, how do you feel about Sean? This has all left me a little confused on that score.”

  She shrugged. “I guess fucking and feelings don't intersect in a big way for me. Sean's a decent enough guy underneath it all,” she said. “even though he is kind of a dick right now. It may take some polishing but I think he's got a lot of potential.”

  Like I said, I'm not always quick on the uptake. “This was your plan all along, wasn't it?” I said. “You've been angling for some kind of three-way, and that thing with the two of us was just a way of starting it up.”

  She didn't answer, but just grinned up at me.

  “What are you going to get him to do next?” I asked, with a certain amount of admiration.

  She gave me another toothy little smile and said, “We'll see. I'll start moving him along to some more advanced activities once he's settled in to this stuff.”

  She looked a little worried at how much she had just said, but then gave me a quick peck on the cheek, turned around, and left. I couldn't help watching her ass as she walked away down the hall. I really wasn't sure whether I was envious of Boliff or a little afraid for him.

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  Playing With The Boys

  Tim and John were trying to keep the noise down, so there was that, Amanda supposed. At least the boys were willing to be considerate. The girl they had in Tim's room wasn't being quite so polite though. Not that it made much difference, considering how thin the walls were in the apartment complex. The place was typical student accommodations all through - cheap fixtures, thin walls, and drafty windows.

  Suddenly the girl shrieked and laughed, and there was a distinct slap of hand on flesh, followed by another giggle. Then she heard John say "Turn over, turn over" for some reason, and there was a series of thumps while the girl, whoever she was, presumably turned over on the bed.

  Then the kind of intense silence you get when people are doing things to one another. She could hear someone breathing fairly loudly, and now and then a little squeaky noise from the girl. Amanda wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but it sounded hot.

  There was a loud thump right by her head - that must have been someone's elbow hitting the wall, and then the bed started making little creaking sounds.

  Amanda had moved in to Tim's place on a strictly temporary basis. When she and Tony had broken up she had needed to find a place quickly, and Craigslist had bottomed out for her, with not a female in need of a roommate anywhere within decent commuting distance of the college. So she'd gotten desperate and called Tim's number just because she'd liked the sound of his post. She'd gone for a quick visit and they'd hit it off well enough. Since she needed to be gone from Tony's place, like, immediately if not sooner, she'd actually given Tim and his friend John a cash bonus to drive John's pickup over and move what little stuff she had into her glorious new bedroom in Tim's apartment.

  Cripes they were fucking like six inches from her on the other side of the wall! She couldn't help getting aroused by three people having sex right beside her - it would be inhuman if she wasn't. Her hand crept down between her legs, and she started playing gently with herself and listening to the creaking and bumping of their bed. The girl's high-pitched noises were obvious and were getting louder. Deeper, grunting noises were coming from what sounded like just one of them - she wasn't sure if it was Tim or John. What was the other one doing?

  Even though she got along with Tim she found him physically a little intimidating - he was a zealous health nut and she'd actually found herself editing her own shopping list a bit to not have anything too unacceptable in the fridge. He and John - Tim tall and fair and buff - John shorter, with dark hair and a serious expression - seemed to spend a huge amount of time at the gym, which was fine with her since it gave her at least a little privacy while she adapted to her new life without Tony.

  Tim had spent a few nights away in the month since she had moved in, but he said he didn't have a woman he was seeing regularly, so she assumed he was just wolfing it up somewhere around town. Tonight was the first time he'd actually brought a girl home with him, and she had been more than a little surprised when she realized that John was with them as well when she heard them head into his bedroom together. And now one of them was fucking some random girl six inches from her.

  She opened her legs up a bit more (carefully, carefully, it would be embarrassing if they actually knew for sure that she was doing this), and stuck a finger inside herself to grab some wetness and spread it around. Then she went to work on herself with three fingers, gently and quietly speeding herself in the direction of climax while she tried to take in as many of the fucking sounds as she could.

  She had barely had sex for the last six months that she and Tony had been together, so all together it had been a long dry spell. A girl can't help having needs too, after all. That was another reason Tim and John made her feel bashful as well - she'd always been a curvy girl, and Tony had never stopped hounding her about her weight – gently in the first year, but with increasing frequency until it became a constant issue between them. Something in him was like a dog with a bone on that topic, and it had worn her down until there was just nothing left between them. She had cried when she moved out, but not when Tony could see. But Tim and John had never once made any comments or looked at her funny - they really did seem like nice enough guys - but she was always self-conscious around them.

  They were both undeniably sexy men though, and as she warmed herself up she figured that she could indulge in a little fantasy at least to keep going. After all, how often did you get the chance to listen to hot guys having sex right next to you?

  Then she heard another voice - definitely Tim's - saying something. "Take it something something", she heard.

  Oh, that girl definitely had a dick in her mouth now, Amanda thought - her squeaking was muffled suddenly. She sped her fingers up, imagining that cock in her mouth, too.

  Then silence again for a moment.

  "Oh FUCK that!" the girl yelped suddenly, and there was a loud thump.

  That was followed by some low-pitched male voices saying something she couldn't hear at all. They sounded very intense though.

  The girl was pissed, that much was obvious. "I am NOT up for that. That's sick. Fuck you!" Her voice was crystal clear through the wall. Amanda was frozen in place, wondering what in the world was going on.

  She couldn't help being worried for the girl - what if Tim and John weren't as nice as they seemed? She mentally scanned the room for anything that could be used as a weapon - probably the baseball bat in the closet was the only thing. On the other hand the boys were way bigger than her and would just take it away from her before she could do any damage. She reached out for her cell phone instead and got ready to dial 911.

  There was more low murmuring from the boys, and some thumping and bumping, followed by a very distinct click of the light switch.

  "Nope, no way, forget it! I'm out of here!" the girl said.

  "Okay, fine," she heard Tim saying. Then there was a lot of rustling that was probably clothes being put on,
and then Tim's bedroom door opened, followed by the apartment door opening and shutting loudly moments later.

  So whatever went on, the boys didn't seem like they were threatening the girl at all. That was a relief at least.

  She heard Tim's bedroom door close again, and the light switch going click.

  Then there was the sound of someone sitting down on the bed. She could hear the murmuring of them talking, but couldn't understand enough of it for it to make any sense.

  She lay there for a long while, listening to the sounds of them talking. Sleep wasn't going to come easily, that was for sure.

  Plus there was another problem - she had to pee. Quite badly, actually. Never should have drunk that tea. There was no way she was going to be able to just ignore it and drift off to sleep.

  She could make a quick dash to the bathroom, which was just across the hall, and then back into her room to avoid any embarrassing stuff until tomorrow at least. It would probably shoot down any chance she had of pretending she'd slept through it, whatever it was, though.

  She quietly got off the bed and pulled on her panties. She was only wearing a long t-shirt apart from that, but it should be okay for a quick bathroom run.

  Then she padded over to the door and opened it up carefully and jumped into the bathroom.

  While she was in there she heard Tim's bedroom door open and close again. Someone went out into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Getting a drink, presumably. Great. The odds of this not being awkward just kept getting slimmer.

  She flushed and decided to stride confidently out into the hall. No point in being all mousey about it now. They knew she was up, she knew they were up. At least she could satisfy her curiosity a bit.

  Tim was standing at the sink in just his shorts, drinking a glass of milk. He looked over at her as she walked in and gave her an apologetic smile.

  "Sorry if we woke you up. I didn't expect things to get so... loud."