6 September 1997
My first ever 3some, the date seared into ..
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6 September 1997
My first ever 3some, the date seared into my brain as it was the funeral of the Princess of Wales. D was over at a friend's house to watch it; they made a day of it.
The call came, innocent enough. Could I go pick D up? She'd been drinking.
On arrival, the door was open; I knocked and was told to come in. I didn't think anything of it. I let myself in, the pair of them nowhere to be seen, but you could hear the laughter and movement around upstairs.
I got a call to go upstairs; still naive at this point, up I went.
I found them in the main bedroom, in a state of semi-undress; apparently, they'd decided to try on each other clothes. D was in white PVC hotpants that weren't hers, but they did things for her and me. D was wearing a chequered shirt, maybe going for the cowgirl look; it was open, and her friend was in D's little skirt and top. The skirt was too short, but the top clearly showed her full breasts and some prominent big nipples. D, of course, noticed my stare, and she opened her shirt to expose just one breast. Her nipples were always very pink and perky and always got me excited. D could read a room, and she had to control the narrative, and If I were looking at someone else, I'd have to look at her!
Then the tone changed, and I got what she wanted…
D suggested I try on one of the husbands' shirts; they were expensive, and she wanted to know how they'd look on me, knowing they'd be too small. But what D wanted, D got.
This was her move; this was her about to show that I was bigger built than the husband.
There I stood, shirt unable to do up, tight across the shoulder and chest, and the conversation now being led on how much bigger I was. I now knew what was coming. This talk is about her power kink.
D had a thing for other people's possessions, previously asking me to fantasise about fucking this friend while D lay on the floor in her friends' coat. Making sure that the coat got wet from the sex, my orgasm leaked out onto the lining. So her being in her friend's clothing wasn't an accident.
The conversation got more direct about me being bigger, bigger shoulders, bigger chest, and there was no possible way these legs would fit into his trousers. Before I knew it, D was on me, touching my chest and taking down my trousers to 'see' if I'd fit. Knowing full well, she was taking my underwear with her. Then, in a moment, I was, exposed. Standing there, hanging, flaccid, dripping precum from the tension.
I'm bigger flaccid than most men are hard, it's also thicker, but even at this point, it looks impressive (this view is my preferred social media photo).
Exposed, just before it starts to get hard, a little thick with the outline of my head showing under my foreskin. The veins start to thicken, the shaft swelling, more thickness, more swelling and then we are rock hard, painfully so, at full mast.
There I was, 23 years old, hard as hell, D's fingers running the length of my shaft, "much bigger?' she said, looking over; the silence was greeted with laughter and embarrassment, 'So much bigger' came the reply. D knew, she fucking knew! Later I was informed that she'd blown her husband in the kitchen some time back just because she wanted to, and she knew just how much bigger I was. Twice as big in length, more in girth.
'Are you cumming?' came the next question, breaking the silence.
We all looked down. 'No!' D replied, taking two fingers, wetting them with my precum with them and putting them in her mouth, smiling.
God, this was such a turn-on, being looked at, the tension, my cock twitching, leaking. D took more, put it in her fingers, and offered it. Zero hesitation, she took D's fingers in her mouth, and D smiled. I knew D felt like she owned us both.
Bringing her over, she placed both their hands on my cock, griping, feeling, objectifying it. I felt on fire, the touch, the nails, the wetness, then a shift. D was guiding her down onto her knees; I remember some hesitation, then my cock being pulled forward into a new mouth, a small mouth, but a new mouth, so different, so strange.
D had become an expert at sucking my cock, no more than ½ but her hands working the rest, but this, this was urgent, it was somewhat uncomfortable, but then you get a good look of a wide mouth, stretching, full! Eyes were wide and intense, and that's when my kink was born. D moved her hands away, just leaving her mouth to do the work, this I love to this day, watching someone suck on my cock, just their mouth working in and out; I love this; it gets me off so much.
Then the hands on her head appeared, D controlling her rhythm, her depth, deeper, faster, more aggressive until she's pushed on and down too deep and held there, ch0king starts and then let off. The dribble ran out of her mouth, over my cock and her chin, onto the D's tight clothing I'd forgotten she was wearing. More coughing, comments about size, husbands, and then kissing; they're kissing, swapping my taste.
They stand up, and we all kiss. My First time for a three-way kiss was not pretty, but it was hot as hell, with tongues, taste, and wetness, I felt hands trying to unbutton my shirt. I stood back and undressed; D told me to lay the shirt on the bed. Then she walked her around, laid her on the bed, over the shirt and continued kissing on the bed. I just stood there, I must have looked dumb as rocks, not knowing what to do, but when D's hand when down and parted her legs, I understood the cue!
Positioning myself between her legs, I waited to see if there was any resistance, but it didn't come. Slowing, stroking my solid cock against her opening, again no resistance, so I edged in… 'Gently' came a heavy panting request, so slowly I went. Inch by inch, in a little, out a little, in some more, finding the tightness, the point to stop and wait, watching her body arch, writhe and flinch. The first 1/3rd of my cock is my thickest; pushing that in always feels amazing, the tightness, the struggle.
Then you feel it; about halfway, the resistance, it's almost like where her husband' tops out'. D looking at me, I know what's going on; I'm being 'warned' to tease her, to make her beg… Problematic behaviour for later but for now, at this moment, OMFG!
Pushing through, a bit of pain for her, then sliding in fully, the noise, the movement, the wrapped legs and then on pulling out, I got unambiguous instructions, 'don't you fucking dare', so in I went and kept it deep, filling, full. The pulsing on my cock, the grinding, and watching her enjoy herself was amazing; this is what being a pleaser is surely about. I wanted more; I wanted to see her like this more and more, full-length strokes in and out and then push that bit too far and hold and then withdraw to provide relief.
Looking at D, she seemed unphased; I couldn't work out if she was enjoying it, but I didn't care at this point; I was being watched and having the most amazing sex.
I was going to orgasm soon; I could feel it building at the very base of my shaft, intense and strong, and as men do, we tend to announce these things. I was reminded I came 2nd, to hold off. D was not finished; she moved beside her and started to play with her clit, rubbing it as I fucked slowly and deeply, trying not to orgasm. It's so hard not to cum; you're watching your partner semi-naked, playing with her friend while you fuck her.
D has a filthy mouth on her like I'd never heard her use, instructing her to cum on my cock, my big cock, big, thick, deep, hard cock.. Then, moving onto humiliation, reminding her that her husband's cock was smaller, didn't feel like this, wouldn't stretch her as I would, and then she orgasmed; christ, did she orgasm. The screaming, the moving, the clamping down, the tears, the relief and the satisfaction. I had never experienced anything so intense. Women older than me were amazing!
I was told that now I could orgasm!
D climbed on top of her, presenting her arse in the air, knowing I wouldn't last long. I entered D from behind, deeply, urgently, feeling like a god; I fucked and gripped her hips, orgasming deep inside D, harder than ever, more than ever, my body shaking. As I withdrew, D moved up, and I watched as my thick white cum dripped out of D onto her friend and then onto her husbands' shirt.
Not a word was said; D and I dressed and went home…
This was the start, and it's why I have some core kinks and desires about how I like my sex, and many a husband has that moment to thank her for it.
D and I parted not long after, but her friend and husband were the first couple I cucked (that later), but this experience stays with me to this day as clear as anything.
