We had connected online.. the honesty of remoteness. The ability to share thoughts and fantasies, pictures and passions without the fear of reproach.

They were happily married, happily swinging. Experienced, confident and keen to put me at my ease. I found them both so very fucking hot.. she was toned and he had a cock that I both envied and wanted to worship. The thought of pleasing them both had been there since our first messages.

I was invited.. “come round for a drink, no pressure, no worries”

“Why hello, come in, take a seat, have a glass”..

a decent red and easy conversation like any catch up with new friends as if we’d not already seen and heard so much of each others fantasies.

A second bottle, nerves lessened thoughts spiralling within but still so very easy.

She took the lead sitting closer, the usual flirtations of touch, smiling eyes and knowing lips. We kissed, long and slow. He sat there watching, sipping on his drink an easy smile on his face.

The kissing went on. My cock pressed against her and she dropped to her knees on the floor beside me.. She unbuckled my belt and slid down my pants. Gently taking hold of my cock she began that dance which women who truly love giving head do so well.. the all important eye contact to tease and confirm. I surrendered to it and closed my eyes.

She moved up onto my lap and we kissed again, harder now more passionate with her lips wet from my cock.

I looked over at her husband.. that magnificent cock of his was in his hands now.. he slowly played with himself as he watched us. We looked at each other. Him knowing, me wanting. She beckoned him over.

He stood beside me his hard cock so very close to my face… his wife leant over and sucked on it passionately taking what she could of it in her mouth. He looked down at me with the easy smile of his. She turned back to me and we kissed again her mouth, lips and chin wet with the saliva of her efforts.

She ran her hand through my hair and broke away.. she looked up at her husband and then back to me… she gently pushed my head toward his cock, not demanding, not forcing but encouraging.. an invitation to do what she knew I had wanted to do.

there I was.. a cock sucker.. from fantasy to reality. It was so very easy, I knew what to do, what I wanted to do. It all seemed so very natural to worship a cock like you would worship a pussy.. exploring.. enjoying. Changing rhythm and pressure. I took his shaft in my hand as my mouth continued to work. Doing all that has been done to me by so many partners over the years. Gently pulling back and fourth as my mouth became more used to this new practice. He stroked my hair and once again I closed my eyes and lost myself.

She sunk back to the floor in front of me. Burying her head once again into my lap and taking me into her mouth. There we were two cock suckers now…….

to be continued…