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The opportunity for a threesome popped up in my Planetromeo feed 3 days ago. 'Dave' and 'Mike'(obviously not their real names) were an older couple looking to experiment and I volunteered to be the guinea pig. My online flings were mostly short and sweet. I'd jump right into action and hopefully be home for dinner when all's said n done. But Dave insisted on the whole nine yards – dinner and a movie. 3 of us got acquainted over some small talk and things were getting fast and frisky in the back row of the theatre. They took turns groping at my inner thighs and stroking my bulge through the fabric. I returned in kind with the heels of my hands. When we finally arrived at their doorstep, I had little time to concoct a story plausible to tell the old lady(Yes I live with my mom, bite me). I knew I was staying the night regardless. After we got in, one of them slobbered me up with a kiss while the other nibbled on back of my ear and slipped off my sweatpants. I was wearing a borrowed thong and a pair of black thighhighs(again, bite me). "Pretty boy." Dave whispered. Before I could say anything, he'd already shoved his tongue in my mouth again. It ran amok for a time then settled to coil itself around mine, squeezing out what little moisture it could. I felt a finger gently pressed up against my anus. Soon it was joined by others searching curiously around the crevice. The tickle made me smile. I was being pampered. We moved onto the couch where Mike decided to show off. Half stiff, it was still longer than the remote. 'Go on.' His smelled of salt and sweat. 'Come on.' Mike became impatient and steered my mouth towards it. I troweled my tongue under its foreskin, gathering up bits of his flavor. I traced the texture of his veins and suckled his nuts, getting familiar with the dark, Mike and the warmth all over. They were making out now. Loudly too. I straddled myself on top of Dave's laps and started to tug at his erection. My lips never parted with Mike's cock and when I took him all the way in, he grunted. Dave would come down occasionally to bargain for his share but I made it abundantly clear that I was the one who ordered the main course. Everytime I tasted precum, I made a slow sucking motion that drove from the base to the head, glistening the entire shaft in my saliva. Dave pulled the thong to my ankles and made me shudder as he slid a finger inside, then 2, then his tongue. I got up to catch him in a kiss for a sample and was rewarded with a mouthful of his spit instead(no complaints there). The foreplay lasted till well into midnight. Dave suggested to turn on the TV for some ambiance. Our show was about to start. Up first was missionary with Mike. Having properly lubed up, I arched my back over a pillow and rested my hips comfortably on his thighs. In a haze, I couldn't make out where he was or when he was about to come in. And Mike wasn't the type to let his bottom take any time to adjust to his size when the mood was right. Without warning, not even a hint, a sudden thrust followed by an intense searing pain forced me to gasp at the damp air and let out a quiet yelp. Dave licked my watered eyes and coated my lips with his. I was fit to stand a little abuse and I knew it would get better. When the pain subsided, everything but my grip on Mike had gone numb. The friction from his girth sent waves of bliss upward through my lower back. Mike buried in me as deep as he could. 6 inches of him were grinding on my prostate with each hump. The plum-sized head prodding in places I never knew reachable. His balls slamming against my asscheeks. The rhythm made my head spin. I was leaking precum. I took strings of it and brushed my lips in an attempt to look sexy. 'God damn' Dave muttered in approval. The only words I could make out from Mike consisted of single syllables. I had Mike move me to an edge of the couch where I let my head dangle off the side and allowed Dave free reign. He drooled into my gaping mouth and spat on my face when I viv porn asked. I've done some deepthroating before. But try as I might, I couldn't help gagging a few times. My nose now wedged between a pair of smooth balls, awash with a gooey mess of saliva. Breathing became a luxury. With his thumb, Dave kneaded my frontal neck where his tip protruded. "That's it right there" He rubbed the tensed skin on top to find himself underneath. "You feel that?" Then he held my cheeks and picked up the pace, letting out a soft growl everytime he came close. I knew from the way it pulsated. Next was doggy – a position I'm most used to. Mike reluctantly pulled out when I wanted Dave to have a go from behind. But he cheered up as soon as I took it upon myself to clean him off and told him viv thomas movies I needed something in my throat. It took a while to polish his impressive cock from a thick film of spit, spunk and assjuice(hmm~ tasty). Afterwards my tongue was sore, so was my jaw. I danced my fingers on his handle and started to give him a handjob. It seemed well-received since Mike unexpectedly felt compelled to kiss me, something he hadn't done all night. He was rugged, defined. Tufts of his budding facial hair grazed against my chin. Mike had me go down on him again. Inside, he began stretching my cheeks outward with his glans. Left, then right, then up the soft palate, gliding down further and further until my eyes turned. I massaged his ass, dug my nails in to hang on everytime Mike tunneled in from the front. I was a toy and he wrote my manual. "Oh shi-" A small cry from Dave as he retreated in a hurry, scattering a few droplets of cum near my contracting hole. "I almost came" We all gave a good chuckle. Mike suggested they dp me and after a good couple of minutes playing twister, we deemed it too much of a hassle. Dave reminded me that we could always try again next time. We slithered onto the floor, up the narrow staircases. Always together, always connected, one end or the other. We fucked just about anywhere in that cozy 2-storied house. At one point I leaned against the dry wall and perked my ass as high as I could where they took turns pounding me senseless. Another where I lied my back on the cool ceramic floor with Dave squatting over my face while Mike practiced his oral skills. Or when I had my belly pressed against the sweat soaked sheets with Mike spread on top, dipping himself in a hole that could no longer stay shut. We brainstormed enough positions to author the same-sex karma sutra. My legs must had gave in when I stood sandwiched between them. I remember having Mike carry me to a bed where we continued(shame coz being sandwiched was probably my favorite part). The only thing harder than us was the task of keeping on, edging ever close to climax but just in time to let up and repeat it all over again. Dave shot first. Conveniently he was already in my mouth so there wasn't any risk of spilling. First he kept pushing til he found out I was more eager at plunging in anyway. His hips would lean in at the exact moment I brought myself forward to gain more depth. I heard him grunt. He'd lodged the head at the base of my tongue. The tube under his cock filled up, flattened then filled up again. 3 large gouts poured in, followed by one more on his way out, brimming over the palm of my tongue. I had to immediately gulp some down to avoid it from shooting up my nose. I locked my lips around the glans and made a popping sound when it got free. I let his cum swirl around in my mouth, giving myself some time to savor its warmth, texture and a mild nuttiness that blended everything together. After I stuck out my tongue to show that I had swallowed, Dave gave me a kiss on the cheek and proclaimed me their 'personal little slut'. Mike's turn came much later. He had more stamina, more discipline, self-control and for my enjoyment, more girth. His meat had spent so much time cooped up in my boypussy that I felt my rectum was contouring to its shapes and ridges. When Dave left the room to get refreshed, Mike switched off any deliberations about keeping up appearances and pinned my head down against the bed. With his free hand, he started slapping my butt. It hurt, but in the heat of the moment, I didn't dare stop him. I wanted to be impregnated. With everything thrown off the back of our minds, the next few minutes became raw, savage. What we were doing made the word fuck sound elegant. I could feel him getting close by his stuttered thrusts. I repeatedly muffled 'harder' and 'faster' to egg him on. He called on me to 'get ready' and pulled out to finish in my mouth. Mike had edged so much that he couldn't quite hold it in on the way. He left a clear trail up my ass to my back and fired as I was turning to meet it, literally across half the room(8 feet, give or take, it was pretty impressive). I ended with semen splattered in my hair, on my ear, chin and chest. I ate what I could gather up and cleaned Mike off. He quivered when I tried to suck. He'd gotten too sensitive(cute). Dave laughed on the side and offered to tidy up the mess that was my pussy. I clutched his forehead between my legs and tried to jerk myself off. Turned out that I had been leaking like a loose faucet the whole time Mike was ramming me(anal orgasm ftw). All I had left in me came out no more than a spoonful. I fed Dave some and licked the rest. We tried taking a shower together but the stand-in isn't exactly built to fit 3 bodies. I ended up on my knees the entire time, eyes closed, locked between 4 legs and having 2 pairs of hands guide my mouth to what it still wanted more of(i'm greedy like that). After we got out, I spent what seemed like viv thomas dvd another hour to get them both off one more time. Mike was so drained that he started snoring while I was viv thomas forum still blowing Dave(lol). I forgot when I fell asleep but the guys were kind enough to wake me up around 9 the next morning and drove me home. I told mom I drank too much(cum. so I wasn't really lying :P) and had to crash at a friend's house. P.S Make sure to always rinse after you swallow, my breath was ungodly when I got up. P.S2 In case anyone's wondering, I'm 24, 'Dave' 45, 'Mike' also in his 40s probably. P.S3 Fuck safe sex, YOLO!!(jk, they were ddfree) DysonOral