Bi Exploration

All characters are above the age of 18 unless otherwise specified.

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Sabrina looked absolutely stunning at the bar. Leaning over just a bit, her white leather mini skirt hugged and accentuated the curves of her ass. The skirt was tight, riding up only a few inches below her butt.

The rest of her long, lithe legs were tantalizingly bare, until you reached her matching white leather booties. The 3-inch heel on the boots made her 5'10 stature appear even more imposing. My wife had on a plain long-sleeve black top that was relatively chaste, except for the neckline. The V-neck dipped low, very low. Just the way I liked. Her D boobs were contained, but only just, with the push-up bra not helping matters at all.

Her bright-red lipstick and strong blush contrasted against her pale skin, and a cat eye completed her makeup. Her jet black hair was pulled back into a high ponytail.

She took a sip from the Moscow mule in her hand. Her blue eyes were piercing, every movement of hers drawing the attention of others. Damn my wife was gorgeous.

But what caught my eye the most was who Sabrina was talking to.

Standing next to her was a man in his mid-20s, maybe two or three years younger than us. His curly brown hair was faded short on the sides but longer on top, with a short-cropped beard highlighting his jaw. His facial features were strong and sharply defined, and twin studs shone in his ears.

A white wife-beater did not leave many of his copious muscles to the imagination. His jeans hugged his waist and defined butt tightly, before loosening in the legs.

This guy had swagger and confidence. He was laughing with Sabrina, his posture indicating he could not have been more comfortable or at home.

I paused where I was, outside the bathroom across the bar. The line to go pee had been annoyingly long, so I'd left Sabrina alone for probably 10 minutes.

The guy's face didn't look familiar, but Sabrina definitely seemed pretty comfortable with him. Almost like they knew each other.

I hung back for a second more. Was it weird to just watch them interact? I didn't want to be a creepy voyeur, but it definitely wasn't typical for my wife to chat up random guys at a bar, at least at this stage in her life, so I wanted to see what was up.

Another minute of observing their conversation revealed little else. Besides this man touching my wife's hand twice. And Sabrina touching him on the shoulder as she laughed at something he said.

Eventually, the strange knot in my stomach seemed to compel me forward. I would never figure out what was happening if I didn't intervene.

Their eyes turned to me as I approached, Sabrina's first, then the guy's.

"Oh my gosh honey, there you are!" she greeted me, her words sounding a little more slurred and giddy than I remembered them being when I left her. Had she gotten another drink?

"Sorry, the line was super long," I explained.

"That's okay, I'm glad you're back."

I stood there for a moment, waiting for an explanation on who the hot stranger was.

"Oh, this is Zach. Zach, this is my husband Brady."

"Nice to meet you man," he extended a hand out to me and we shook.

"Likewise." I replied, still a little skeptical of his presence. Had he been trying to pick up my wife at the bar? "How do you two know each other?"

"Oh my gosh honey, you've heard stories about Zach," Sabrina said, which didn't offer much explanation. "He and I both worked at The Coop years and years ago, when I was in school."

The Coop was a fried chicken restaurant she had worked at during her college days. I thought back and vaguely remembered Sabrina maybe mentioning his name before in stories? I didn't really know for sure, but it made sense. That explained their familiarity with each other.

"Zach recognized me at the bar, and we've just been catching up," Sabrina continued.

"Yeah your wife is an amazing lady," he said. "You did well. So how did you two meet?"

"Do you want to tell it or should I?" Sabrina asked me.

"Go ahead," I deferred. I sat back and watched everyone's body language. Zach's eyes were definitely drinking in my wife's body. He stole quick peeks at her cleavage more than once. But I also saw his eyes traveling over me once or twice when he thought I wasn't looking.

Sabrina and I caught Zach up on our relationship and getting married a year ago. He told us about his life since college. Sabrina was a lot more invested than I was; he seemed like a nice guy, but obviously I'd never met him before and didn't have a reason to care a ton about his year abroad after graduating,

But as we all got another drink, and we chatted with him more, he started to grow on me He had a charming laugh. I could see why Sabrina was laughing so much with him earlier when I was spying, it really was infectious. And the way his eyes glinted when he was smiling was captivating too.

Plus it was fun hearing new stories about my wife from before we met. It offered me a little more insight into her life from those days.

Zach placed his empty bottle down on the bar as Sabrina finished retelling the story of how he had gotten an old coworker fired for drinking on the job.

"You make me sound like a narc," he teased. "I just didn't want to have to drive her home after a shift another time."

"I can't fault you for that," I replied. "If two college kids were more professional than her."

"Oh trust me, we were probably the most professional ones there," Zach laughed, and he pushed away from the bar. "I'm running to the boys' room, I'll be right back," he announced.

"We'll save your seat," Sabrina declared, and just the two of us were left alone.

"So...?" my wife started. "What do you think?"

"Of Zach?" I clarified, and she nodded. "He's nice, seems like a pretty chill guy. I'm glad you've had the chance to catch up."

I didn't mention the pretty clear chemistry the two of them had been sharing before I walked up. Maybe Sabrina had a crush on him back in the day, who knew? But I knew my wife, and she wouldn't do anything behind my back.

"Yeah, it's good to see him again," she mused. "Do you think he's cute?"

I gave her a quizzical stare back. "You clearly do," I replied.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well I saw you guys chatting when I was coming back from the bathroom. And it certainly seemed like both of you were eyeing each other up a bit," I asserted, trying not to sound too accusatory but still make my point. "But, I can't blame you, I think he is pretty cute."

Sabrina stared back at me with a smile, like she knew something I didn't. "Don't act like you didn't eye him up too."

"And what if I did?" I retorted. I knew Sabrina was teasing me more than anything, neither one of us was actually upset.

"Well, he's bi," she revealed. Silence hung over us for a beat, notwithstanding the loud music playing over the speakers in the rest of the bar.

"Interesting," I replied after taking a second to think. I guess that made sense. He dressed and acted a little too confident, too cool, to be entirely straight.

"And if you didn't notice, I definitely saw him eyeing you up when you were walking over too," Sabrina continued.

Now it was my turn to be put on the spot. My cheeks flushed slightly.

"Well what can I say? You married a handsome guy."

"That I did."

We both paused for another second and sipped our drinks.

"Are you thinking about what we've talked about?" Sabrina asked.

"You mean, with another guy?" I clarified.

"Yeah," she answered. "Just hypothetically. With Zach?"

I stared at my feet for a second, thinking.

Sabrina and I were both pretty open and sexual people. We'd talked through our sexualities early on in dating and concluded that we both were at least a little bisexual.

While this led to occasional teasing and just a little fantasy dirty talk, we'd agreed to only circle back to broader discussions after getting married.

So one night a few months ago, after finishing a bottle of wine, we'd discussed the possibility of either of us, or both of us, exploring our bi-curious sides, with each other. We hadn't made any definitive plans for the time being, but had agreed to consider it and talk with each other about it if the possibility arose.

I looked up at my wife, staring her deep in the eyes, before responding.

"You sound like you would be interested," I turned it around without committing.

Sabrina blushed a little.

"Well we were just talking about how cute he is. I'm not going to pretend that he's not sexy. So yeah, I'd fuck him."

Sabrina paused and took a sip of her mule, like we needed a moment to decompress after that revelation.

"Plus, while we know him and can trust him, we also would never have to see him again if it goes badly," my wife continued.

I pondered her point and nodded my agreement.

"I don't know, it'd be a little scary and a little crazy. But I'd do it. I'm in if you are," Sabrina declared.

So the burden shifted to me. She'd done the difficult part of making her feelings known first. Now it was my turn and I didn't know how to react.

I wanted to say yes. I really wanted to.

Sabrina was right, the prospect of actually doing it, of actually bringing another person into the bedroom, was kinda scary and crazy. But it got me excited too, both at the thought of exploring a little bit with another guy, and the thought of sharing Sabrina.

I didn't have a real reason not to say yes, other than fear or nerves, but with Sabrina on my side and down for it already, I knew there was no reason to be scared. We were a team, and if we were both on board together then I knew everything would be alright.

But I couldn't quite get the words to come out in time.

"What did I miss?" Zach interrupted.

I snapped out of my hesitation, putting all those thoughts aside for the moment.

"Nothing crazy," Sabrina cut in. I couldn't quite read her look, but her eyes definitely turned a little sultrier looking at Zach again.

We chatted for a few more minutes before a pool table on one side of the room opened up.

"Should we play?" I asked, trying to keep the mood relaxed and just see where the night took us.

"Yeah," Zach replied. "Sabrina, you in?" he asked with a quick look.

"I'm terrible, I'll just watch," she said.

"Ah, come on, it'll be fun to play," Zach urged.

"Yeah, c'mon honey," I added.

Sabrina chuckled to herself and seemed to acquiesce. "Alright, I'll try," she tutted. "But I reserve the right to quit."

"Sure," I ceded.

"Okay, you guys vs me?" Zach clarified and started to rack.

"Perfect. Sabrina and I will alternate shots," I said.

My wife nodded.

Zach racked the balls, and we flipped for the break. Sabrina and I won.

"Why don't you go for the break?" I asked, trying to give her the easy first shot.

"Okay, but don't blame me if it sucks," she said.

Sabrina lined up and positioned her shot. She took the shot, and the cue ball skittered wide almost immediately, missing the balls completely.

"Oh God, I give up," Sabrina laughed. "I said not to expect anything!"

She stepped away from the table. "I'll watch from the sidelines."

I wanted to encourage her to continue, but I could read the slight tone in her voice that she definitely didn't want to play.

"You vs me then," I said to Zach, narrowing my gaze just a little bit.

"Awesome. What are we playing for?"

I paused for a second or two.

But the moment before I was about to speak and suggest a wager, Sabrina's voice cut in.

"How about a kiss?"

Sabrina stood there with a sly smile on her face that she wasn't trying too hard to contain. She was helping me make my decision, knowing exactly what button to push.

We locked eyes, and I gave her a subtle nod, my sign of approval for what she was doing.

"That's hard to say no to," Zach remarked. "That sound like a good bet to you Brady?"

"Yeah, I'm confident," I replied. I wasn't really that confident; I had been pretty decent at pool once upon a time but didn't really play often anymore. But I supposed that either way it turned out, the result wouldn't be too bad.

Still, the stakes were high enough to get my nerves working and my blood pumping just a little bit.

"Alright, let's go then."

We flipped again, and Zach went first. He knocked in a solid and two stripes off the break, so he went stripes. He sunk a third on his next shot before missing.

"Fast start," Sabrina commented, watching from the sidelines and sipping her drink.

I took my turn; Zach had left me in a bad position cornered by one of his stripes, so all I could do was play the cue ball back to the middle of the table.

Unfortunately, I set Zach up for an easy shot and he sunk his fourth ball.

"Hell yeah," he declared to himself. He only had three left; I still had six, and the only one gone was the one Zach had put away on the break.

Luckily he missed his next shot, and I was left in a better position. I sunk one. I was catching up.

5 solids left for me, 3 left for him. And I was looking at a gimme, I was going to be right on his heels. My confidence started kicking up. I didn't need to be great, just better than Zach.

I lined up the easy shot, stealing a glance over at Sabrina. My wife looked so fucking sexy standing there, watching two men compete for the honor to kiss her. Her skirt had ridden up a little bit. God, I couldn't wait to tear it off of her.

My mind switched back to the game. I took a deep breath, trying to recenter myself and push away the sexy thoughts. I had to win first. But this shot was a lay-up.

I took aim at the cue ball and smacked it right into the bright orange 5 ball. But I put too much on it; I sunk both.

"Oof, scratch," Zach commentated.

"Fuck," I muttered. I knew I didn't need that much power on the shot, I just got distracted.

Zach repositioned the cue ball and went to work. One stripe sunk almost immediately. Then two. I watched the board get sparser and my chances of winning slowly evaporate. Only one stripe left.

He sunk that one too.

"Wow," Sabrina remarked. "It's a blowout."

"It's not over yet," I defended. Zach wasn't even giving me a chance to get back into it though.

"Brady's right," he agreed. "It's not a blowout until I make it. I could scratch on the 8 right now and he'd win."

"Fingers crossed," I joked.

Zach lined up his shot and called his pocket. But it wasn't a good angle, and the 8 ball caromed just wide, ricocheting back around.

My turn to claw back. I re-chalked my cue, and took my shot. One in, three more left. Luckily I had another good shot lined up, and sunk that one too. Now only two solids left. I was making it closer, and the momentum was swinging my way

But my luck didn't hold, and I missed my next shot. But Zach missed his 8 ball shot as well. Unfortunately, we both went cold at the same time and traded two more turns of misses before finally I sunk another ball.

"Ooh, I do like a good comeback," Sabrina encouraged. "Let's go baby."

I only had one left, but it would be a tough shot across the table. I lined it up, taking a deep breath to steady myself, and struck the cue ball.

It hit the purple 4 squarely, and I watched in anticipation as it rolled. Right at the pocket. It was a perfect shot. And all of a sudden, I was right back in it.

Zach and I locked eyes for a minute, and he smirked.

"It's been a good game, may the best man win from here," he encouraged.

"I'm confident," I reiterated, and actually felt it now this time.

I had no angle at all on the 8 ball, so I just took aim to hopefully give Zach a bad shot on his turn. It worked, and he missed his as well.

He did not do as good of a job blocking me, however. I was set up at a great angle to sink the 8 into a corner pocket.

"Fuck, I might've choked it," Zach exclaimed. "Bury me, Brady. Let's end it."

I tried not to smile too much. I didn't want to be happy until I won. But it was hard not to imagine winning the kiss from Sabrina, getting to claim her as mine.

God, she was sexy.

I cast those thoughts away and lined up the shot. Another deep breath, and I took it.

The cue ball slammed into the 8 ball and sent it rocketing straight into the pocket.

"Yes!" I cheered, but my sweet victory lasted only a moment. The cue ball kept rolling. And rolling. Straight towards the pocket.

I could do nothing but watch it teeter on the edge, and fall in.

"Oh shit!" Zach laughed. "Let's fucking go!"

"Wait, did Zach win?" Sabrina asked.

Fuck! How could I lose scratching on the 8 ball??

"Yeah," I admitted. "Goddamn, that sucks."

"Yeah that's a shitty way to lose man, I'm sorry," Zach offered, which didn't make me feel much better. "You're better than me, you probably deserved that one."

"No, no," I countered. "You won fair and square."

"Which does mean that you get the prize," Sabrina said.

"One kiss right?" Zach confirmed.

"Yeah, a kiss," Sabrina repeated, stealing a glance over at me. Her aura and demeanor were extremely confident, unabashedly sexy, but I could tell in her eyes that she was a little nervous.

I gave her a genuine smile, letting her know that it was okay and that I was right alongside her. She smiled back, just our little signal that we were there for each other, before turning to Zach.

Sabrina stepped in, wrapping her arms around Zach's neck. She leaned forward and pulled him in, and their lips met.

It unfolded almost in slow motion for me. I watched their lips connect and press against each other. I watched Sabrina open her mouth, watched Zach respond to her.

His hands slid to her back, pulling her in tighter. Their mouths pressed hungrily against each other. Zach's tongue flared out and Sabrina matched, teasing their tongues against each other briefly before finishing in another deep kiss.

It was strange, watching their passion, their lust. It was so hot, so sexy to watch. After all, I was getting a live look at two very attractive people making out. On the other hand, I also felt a little jealous.

Of Zach? For kissing my wife? Maybe a little.

Of Sabrina, for kissing Zach? Maybe also a little.

Sabrina stepped away after the long, sensual kiss. Her cheeks were flushed, her chest red to match. Those were her signs both of nerves and of lust.

"Wow," she chuckled. "You're a good kisser."

"Thanks, you too," Zach returned the compliment.

"Well, you earned it," I butted in.

Sabrina floated back to my side, and I put my arm around her, re-establishing that, even if he could kiss her, she was still mine at the end of the day.

"What now?" Zach asked. "You guys want another drink? Another round?"

"Oh I don't know," Sabrina sighed. "It's getting a little late. Personally, I think I'd rather head back to our place."

She gave me a look; I matched with a nod. We were on the same page.

"I can call an Uber," I volunteered, and got my phone out.

"Gotcha, well it is getting kinda late," Zach said, sounding almost dejected. "I should probably call one too."

"Oh, you can split ours," Sabrina said quickly, realizing that Zach hadn't picked up on the implication. "We don't mind."

Zach's face and body language immediately perked up. Now he knew what we were suggesting. And now his suave side was back out.

"Well, if you guys don't mind, then absolutely," he recovered. "Just didn't want to impose."

"Never," Sabrina replied.

"It's 7 minutes away," I alerted our group.

"Perfect, I'm gonna go pee," Sabrina replied.

Zach and I brought our empty drinks back to the bar and stood waiting for Sabrina.

"So, do you guys do this kind of thing often?" Zach asked.

"Uh, not really," I replied. I didn't know if it would make it awkward for me to say that it was our first time, and I didn't want to lie. "You?"

"I mean, I've been with a good amount of girls, and a good amount of guys," he said with a smile. Not bragging, just rather matter-of-fact. "But I can't say I've been with both together. So no."

"Yeah, same," I responded. "Although actually I guess I haven't been with a good amount of guys."

"It's fun," Zach said, inching closer next to me at the bar. "It's easy to know what feels good, because you've done it to yourself."

"I guess that makes sense," I replied. My heart was beating faster. I didn't know why I was more nervous to talk, to flirt, directly with Zach than to let my wife take charge.

"You should try it out sometime," he urged.

"Who's to say I'm not planning on it?" I replied coyly, swallowing my nerves to play back into it.

Zach smiled, his eyes radiating a certain glow that was tantalizing.

"Touché. I think this night might be pretty fun," he remarked, brushing his hand over my forearm.

"Alright, I'm ready!" Sabrina declared as she walked back up to us.

"Awesome," I said, and checked my phone. "Uber's almost here if we want to head outside."

Our trio made our way out of the bar just as the car was pulling up. Zach got in the front seat, and me and Sabrina took the back.

Zach started chatting with the Uber driver, but I couldn't really care less about their conversation. Sabrina sat right next to me with her hand slowly stroking my upper thigh.

"I can't wait to get home and take these clothes off," she whispered in my ear. "And show myself off to you two."

My erection wanted to strain against my pants, but I tried to fight it until we were home.

"Do you want to kiss him?" my wife whispered. "He's a good kisser, you'd like it. We can trade back and forth, just all kissing each other. Doesn't that sound nice?"

I stared at the GPS, praying for the minutes to go by faster. It was only a 12 minute drive back to our apartment, but those 12 minutes could not have gone by any slower.

Sabrina kept whispering in my ear, teasing me and feeding my imagination with images of her, of all three of us, in various positions.

Finally, mercifully, the uber pulled up in front of our building. We scampered out, and got in the elevator. One of our neighbors was going up too after taking their little pug for a nighttime walk, so we were pretty much silent until we reached our apartment.

I opened up, and we walked in. Zach and I moved to the living room quickly - I sat on the couch, and he grabbed the armchair next to it. But Sabrina started heading towards our bedroom.

"I'm going to change into something a little comfier," she explained. "The heels are killing me. Brady will you fetch us all a glass of bubbles?"

She sashayed out of the room, and I stood up to head to the kitchen.

"I'll help, where are the glasses?" Zach asked. I directed him to our bar cart for the flutes while I opened the grocery store prosecco in our fridge. He held the glasses steady while I poured three, and we moved back to the living room.

This time though, Zach sat down on the couch with me. Sabrina was still changing.

"Cheers," he raised his glass to me, and we clinked.

"Cheers," I responded before we both took sips. I was pretty tipsy already after the drinks at the bar, so I knew I should pace myself.

We were silent for a beat, and my nerves were growing again, threatening to overwhelm the excitement, the lust.

Right as I was about to open my mouth and ask something benign, just to have some conversation, Zach took my chance away.

"So are you still planning on trying out kissing another guy?" he asked forwardly.

I took another small sip of my glass, trying to maintain my composure.

"Yeah."

Zach reached a hand out and cupped my cheek. It was a gentle, comforting motion.

"Let's make it happen then," he purred.

My heart skipped a beat as I looked into his eyes and internalized that we were about to kiss. I was about to kiss another guy for the first time in my life.

Zach leaned forward. I did too, closing my eyes, and I let our lips come together slowly.

We kissed. His lips were warm, full, gentler than I expected. A little firmer and more rugged than a woman's kiss. But it was... nice.

Zach pulled away after a second.

"How was that?" he asked. My heart was pounding. I'd actually kissed another guy. And it felt good. The nerves evaporated almost instantly. I wanted more.

"It was good," I replied, setting my glass down on the coffee table.

"Good, I'm glad," Zach said, setting his glass down as well.

He moved a hand to my thigh, scooting even closer to me on the couch so our bodies were practically touching.

We stared into each other's eyes for a beat; I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled Zach in for another kiss.

Our lips met more passionately this time, more hungrily. We pressed tight together, tasting one another. It was a little strange feeling his short beard tickling my face; I guess I understood better what girls had to deal with.

"Oh wow," Sabrina interrupted, and we broke our kiss quickly to turn to her.

My wife stood there in only a black silk robe. It was short, barely falling halfway down her thighs, just below her ass. She'd gotten it for Valentine's Day a few years ago with a matching black lingerie set; I wondered if the lingerie was on underneath, or nothing at all.

"You guys didn't have to stop," she remarked with a smile. "Don't let me interrupt."

Sabrina grabbed her glass of prosecco and sat down in the armchair, crossing her legs and reposing back to watch us.

Zach's hand moved to my cheek and turned my attention back to him. Before I knew it, we were kissing again. Our lips blended together, came together as one. Our mouths opened and closed in sync.

My tongue slid out first; Zach's tangled and danced around mine in response. I moved a hand to the back of his head, pulling him in tighter. I wanted to explore, to taste every inch of his mouth with my tongue.

Zach's hand strayed from my thigh up to my crotch. I realized I was hard, straining against the fabric of my pants. He squeezed and palmed my erection through my pants, making my cock pulse more against his touch.

Our long kiss came to an end as Zach's mouth trailed to my cheeks, my jawline, my neck. I closed my eyes and appreciated the sensations, the lust, the feel of his mouth kissing and licking my neck. Any nerves or anxiety were washed away as I focused in on every touch, every feeling.

Both of his hands were on my crotch now, and I felt the tension of my dick against my pants ease. He undid my button and was unzipping my pants. Instinctively, I lifted my hips, and Zach tugged my pants and underwear down to my knees in one swoop.

My erection sprang free, appreciating the cool air and being free.

Zach's mouth came back up to my own for another kiss or two or three. His hand made its way to my crotch again, and his fingers teased the base of my shaft.

My member flinched as his fingers wrapped around it, began slowly stroking. His touch felt good, light, touching exactly where I needed it.

Zach's kisses trailed away again, down my neck. He bent over all the way, bringing his head down to my lap.

I looked down, mesmerized, as he kissed my thighs, getting closer to my throbbing rod. His kisses and little licks felt incredible. He was so close that I could feel his breath against my shaft. His nose nuzzled just barely against my balls.

And then he came up, opening his mouth, and took my head into his mouth.

"Oh fuck," I groaned as another man sucked my cock for the first time.

Zach's mouth sealed around my tip and he sucked in on it, gently bobbing his head up and down. Truthfully, it didn't feel much different at all than a girl. It felt good.

I tore my attention away from Zach, letting him go to work, and looked at my wife for the first time.

Sabrina was sitting back in the armchair, intently watching us. She had her glass of prosecco in one hand, and the other between her legs. Her robe was spread open on the bottom, and I watched her fingers strum over her clit.

It gave me a certain rush to know how turned on she was at watching us - at watching me get a blowjob.

Her fingers were almost hypnotic, rhythmically circling and running over her clit. I realized after a little that she was matching pace with Zach - her fingers circled at the same speed his head bobbed up and down.

Zach's tongue was doing wonderful things on my tip. He withdrew his mouth and licked strokes along the length of my shaft before sucking back in on my head, bobbing up and down smoothly. He'd definitely done this before.

Sabrina kicked into motion. She set her glass down and moved over to the couch to join us, sitting on the other side of me.

"How does that feel?" she whispered in my ear.

"Really good," I responded.

"You like having another guy suck your dick?" she asked. I nodded in response.

Sabrina moved a hand down to Zach's head, lacing her fingers in his hair and helping guide him on my shaft.

"Oh god," I moaned.

Sabrina leaned forward and quieted my moans, kissing me deeply.

It felt like I was in heaven. I had one mouth kissing me and another sucking my cock.

Sabrina's mouth felt so much more familiar, more comfortable than Zach's. Her touch was soft, warm, comforting. She knew exactly how to use her tongue and lips to really get me going.

The three of us held our positions for another minute or two before Zach came up for air.

"That felt really good," I affirmed him.

"Good," he grinned, his lips shiny with some combination of saliva and pre-cum.

Sabrina pulled Zach in silently, kissing him. I watched them kiss, this time much closer than before, with both of them leaning across me to kiss. I could see their mouths shift and react against each other, their tongues slither and dance together beautifully.

Goddamn that was so hot to watch.

Sabrina pulled away first.

"Hmm," she purred. "His cock tastes great on your mouth," she complimented, and licked her lips.

Zach smiled.

"I think that's more of a compliment to Brady than me," he ceded.

"It's a compliment to both. Kiss him again," she directed to me.

I wasn't going to object. Zach and I kissed again, his tongue probing past my lips almost immediately. I could definitely taste my penis off his mouth - it wasn't any different than kissing my wife after she gave me head, but it still sent a rush through me.

And kind of made me want to get a taste of dick myself.

Sabrina wrenched me away from Zach's kiss, and straight into her own. Kissing them in shifts, I could really get a feel for the individual differences in their lips, how they kissed, their breath. It was fascinating.

While my wife and I kissed, Zach pulled my pants down from my knees to my ankles; I kicked them off along with my shoes as smoothly as I could.

Sabrina broke her kiss with me and went back to Zach again, leaning over my lap to do so.

I took advantage of my free hands and mouth to pull my shirt off, so I was completely naked. Sabrina still had her robe on; I tugged her belt loose and she let it fall off her shoulders.

Zach broke the kiss and turned to me. Sabrina and I worked in tandem to undress him. We broke our embrace briefly so I could pull his shirt off, but our lips met again ravenously as soon as his smooth chest and firm pecs were on display.

Sabrina undid his pants and helped shimmy them down his legs until we were all completely naked on the couch.

It was incredibly freeing, just being naked and surrounded by other naked people. My hands were roaming: fondling my wife's tits, squeezing and palming Zach's cock, running my hands over both of their thighs.

And their hands and mouths were on me, and each other. We alternated kisses, flowing naturally between the three of us. Whoever had a free mouth would kiss someone else's neck or cheek, or break into the kiss to supply three tongues.

Zach and I were kissing; I had no idea how long the three of us had been making out on the couch. But I started when I felt Sabrina shift completely off the couch next to me.

We broke our kiss and both turned our attention to her as she got down on her knees between the couch and coffee table.

"Keep kissing," she instructed as she pulled a hair-tie off her wrist and put her hair up in a matter of seconds.

"Yes maam," Zach replied.

Our lips met again. But I kept my eyes open, and tried to look out of the corner of my eye as Sabrina positioned herself between the two of us. Zach and I's outer thighs were touching, and my wife ran a hand up both of our thighs.

I watched with intense delight as her hands came up higher. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft in her right hand; her left hand gripped Zach's erect member.

Sabrina smiled back at me. "Close your eyes and just enjoy it," she urged.

I did as she instructed, taking a few deep breaths, closing my eyes, and resuming my deep kiss with Zach. It was hard not to imagine what was happening though, especially as Sabrina began stroking my shaft. Was she just stroking Zach's too? Or was she sucking it first?

All of this was so much. So much pleasure, so much chaos. But it was so sexy to imagine my gorgeous wife on her knees sucking Zach's cock. Then switching over to mine.

On cue, I felt lips on my shaft. Sabrina kissed and licked around my shaft like a lollipop, dipping down to lick and suck on my balls as well. She really knew exactly what I loved.

I felt her mouth move up. Zach and I's kiss had slowed down to a much more sensual, longing pace. It made it easier to focus on the sensations from my cock as well.

Sabrina sucked in on my head, just as Zach had before. She swallowed most of my shaft in a quick swoop, sucking in her cheeks, running her tongue along the underside and then swirling it around the tip.

Damn she knew how to make that feel good.

And then her mouth was gone. I couldn't help myself; I broke my long kiss with Zach and opened my eyes. I saw Sabrina with his cock in her mouth. She kept stroking me languidly in one hand, but was bobbing her head up and down on his rod, covering it in a sheen of saliva.

Zach watched her too, running his hand up and down my thigh as well.

Sabrina switched back over to me for a few seconds, swallowing and servicing my swollen helmet, before going back to Zach. She alternated a few times, keeping her mouth and hands working constantly. It was impressive how well she could handle both of us in stride.

My wife was back on Zach's, burying her head until his entire length disappeared down her throat. She pulled back to catch her breath and panted up at us. Her hands were still stroking our cocks slowly.

"Come here," she said, looking right at me.

I didn't question her, and slid off the couch onto my knees as well.

She kept stroking Zach's dick but pulled me in for a sloppy kiss. Saliva coated her cheeks and wetted my beard slightly, especially as we kissed and explored each other's mouths.

The taste and scent of cock was strong on my wife's mouth; I couldn't discern how much or what part of it was mine and what was Zach's.

Sabrina broke our kiss first.

"C'mon," she encouraged, scooting over between Zach's legs to make more room. He spread them wider, signaling to me exactly what was going to happen.

I shuffled right up next to Sabrina as she held Zach's member still.

"Follow my lead," she said, with the calmest and most reassuring voice I could imagine. She always had that effect on me.

Sabrina leaned in and kissed Zach's shaft gently at the base. I bent my head down and did the same, planting a kiss just above where his balls met his shaft.

We both kissed around Zach's member for a minute. It was a new, strange sensation, feeling a penis on my mouth. Zach's balls were a little more... wrinkly than I would've imagined, but I enjoyed feeling them pulse as kissed and licked them. They tightened more as I sucked in on his sac.

My wife licked long, slow strokes with her tongue up Zach's shaft while I serviced his balls. With each lick and kiss, I felt a little more confident.

Sabrina opened her mouth and downed his tip again. As she sucked the top of his cock, I licked around the base, trying my best not to smack my head against my wife's, although we bumped each other a couple of times.

Sabrina pulled off Zach's cock, and held it steady.

"Try to suck it," she encouraged. "I'll guide you."

I nodded my head, and took a quick breath. I wasn't nervous to do it, but I was nervous that I would mess something up, if that made any sense.

But I steadied my nerves - if Sabrina and Zach could do it, there's no reason I couldn't either.

"Just keep your jaw wide and your tongue moving," Sabrina softly tutored.

I nodded, and opened my mouth. My wife aimed Zach's cock as I let his wet, swollen helmet brush past my lips and into my mouth.

Instinctively I closed my lips around his head and sucked in a little bit.

It tasted... familiar almost. I guess it was pretty much the same as tasting myself on a girl's mouth, just stronger. But it tasted good.

"Good," Sabrina encouraged. She had a hand on the back of my head, keeping me in place. "Just go up and down a little bit."

Her hand guided me almost imperceptibly, and I began to bob my on Zach's dick. I felt the ridges and veins of his cock against my lips. His hard rod pulsed against my mouth as I sucked on it, just focusing in on the top.

"Make sure you use your tongue," my wife instructed. "And your teeth out of the way."

I wanted to nod, but it was difficult with Zach's cock in my mouth. I looked up at him, making eye contact for a moment. It was strange being on the other end of the perspective from what I was used to.

He smiled down. Clearly I was doing a good enough job, and that gave me motivation to keep going.

My tongue started moving over Zach's head, teasing his tip and flittering around the swollen organ. I just tried to do what I thought felt good for me, and it seemed to be working.

After sucking on his tip and keeping my head bobbing for another minute, my jaw started to feel a little sore. I really had a new respect for my wife for the effort it took.

Sabrina, for her part, left me to continue on my own, seemingly satisfied with her tutelage. She clambered back up onto the couch and immediately pulled Zach into a deep kiss.

I let Zach's cock slip out of my mouth but kissed and lapped at his tip. My jaw just needed a slight break.

As I licked long strokes along the underside of Zach's shaft, I watched him and my wife play. She was running a hand over his chest and another through his hair.

He had a hand squeezing and fondling her chest. Her big boobs spilled over out of his hand.

Zach's other hand was between my wife's splayed legs. Her pink slit was on full display, dripping wet from anticipation and pleasure. His fingers circled and toyed with her clit. I could see the nub getting harder, protruding more from underneath its hood.

I returned my attention to Zach's member. After licking his sac and the base of his shaft, I returned up to his head, swirling my tongue around before diving back in and swallowing the tip.

I was more confident this time, bobbing my head down deeper and taking more of his length into my mouth. I still couldn't go very far, but I wasn't getting teeth in the way and Zach's cock was still throbbing hard, so I was doing something right.

"God, that's so hot," Sabrina commented. "Keep sucking his dick baby."

My eyes picked back up to her. Zach had a finger inside my wife's quim. She was relaxed back against the couch, just letting Zach finger her. Fuck, she was so sexy. Especially with Zach's finger pumping in and out of her, slick and shiny with her natural lubrication.

His other hand tweaked her nipples, hardening them into little pencil erasers as her areolas shrunk and darkened around them.

"Does his cock taste good?" Sabrina asked me with a wry smile on her face. I could tell she was in heaven - she clearly loved the interplay between having two men at her service.

I couldn't exactly reply with Zach's member in my mouth but I tried a feeble nod.

Zach slipped a second finger inside my wife, and a loud moan escaped from her in response. She closed her eyes, just basking in the sensations. She looked so captivating, so sexy.

"Oh God," she groaned. "That feels so nice."

My mouth pulled off Zach's cock with a slight "pop" to give my jaw another little break. I replaced it with my hand, stroking his shaft slowly.

But before I could continue, Sabrina stopped me.

"I need this inside me, now," she announced to us, and swung a leg over Zach's lap, straddling him in a smooth motion.

As Sabrina began to lower her hips, I held his cock steady. I aimed it directly at my wife's opening, slick and wet with her juices. Her hips lowered further; Zach's head nudged against her folds. And then he was in.

I intently watched his head spread my wife's entrance open and slide inside. Sabrina's lips gripped his shaft tightly as she lowered herself deeper onto his cock. Her moans increased as more of his length disappeared inside her. Her lips met my fingers, and I withdrew my hand. Sabrina settled her hips down fully, and Zach's entire rod was buried inside my wife's snatch.

Sabrina began moving her hips, grinding on Zach's cock. It was mesmerizing from my position, watching them fuck from just a few inches away. I could see her lips hold and grip onto his shaft, and his veins pulse in response.

"Holy fuck that feels good," she confessed. My wife usually needed a lot of foreplay to get properly warmed up, but once she was ready she was an animal, and she could finish quickly and ravenously.

I couldn't see them kiss, but I could hear the sounds of lips smacking together. Sabrina was grinding down forcefully on Zach's cock, letting it hit deep inside her. As she began to ride him more quickly, he started thrusting back up into her, slamming his cock into her pussy.

I pulled myself up from the ground and sat back on the couch.

They broke their kiss and Sabrina looked over at me. Her big boobs were bouncing as her body rocked on Zach's dick. She was biting her lip and her eyes were pleading. I recognized that look. She'd been teased and worked up for a while, and she was ready to cum.

Sabrina pulled me in for a kiss, not stopping the movement of her hips. It was a slight challenge to keep our lips locked while she bounced on Zach's cock, but we held our kiss for a while. She pulled away with a loud groan as his dick hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her.

"Oh god, I'm close," she murmured. "Keep fucking going," she instructed Zach and snuck a hand between her legs to play with her clit at the same time.

He nodded, and looked over at me. I could see his brow furrowing, trying not to spill. It was hot, seeing the impact Sabrina was having on him, how good it felt for both of them.

I leaned in and kissed Zach, holding his face in place as we made out. I could hear Sabrina moaning and mewling as she continued to grind her hips.

We broke our kiss, and Sabrina and Zach took advantage of their turn. Their lips met passionately; Sabrina bit down playfully on Zach's bottom lip.

As I watched them kiss and caress, Zach reached over to me without looking. He found my erection and began stroking me.

"Oh that's sexy," Sabrina commented. "Oh god!" her voice rose.

I watched, almost in slow motion, as her hand flew vigorously over her clit and her whole body clenched. Her hips stopped grinding but Zach was still pumping up into her.

I grabbed Sabrina and kissed her deeply just as the orgasm slammed into her.

We kissed, her lips trembling as she came. Zach released my cock and let us embrace. Sabrina twitched and trembled, spasming on Zach's dick as she rode out the aftershocks of her climax.

"Holy shit!" she sighed as all three of us relaxed. Zach was still inside her, and Sabrina collapsed forward onto his chest.

"I came inside you," Zach announced. "Is that okay?"

My wife was on the pill, so I knew it wouldn't make a difference.

She nodded her head.

"Yeah. Are you done then?" she asked him.

I hoped his answer would be no. My erection was still throbbing, and I hoped the night could continue.

Something told me Sabrina didn't want him to be done either.

"No," he answered, "But I'll need to recover for a bit."

Sabrina nodded.

"Why don't we head into the bedroom?" I suggested. "It might be more comfortable."

We'd all been too horny to even make it off the couch before we started playing, but the bed would definitely accommodate all of us better.

"Good idea," Zach responded, and Sabrina nodded her head.

As she dismounted from him and stood up, a trail of liquid appeared at her slit and began oozing slowly down the inside of her thigh.

The three of us made our way to the bedroom - Zach excused himself to go to the bathroom first, leaving just Sabrina and I to cuddle in the bed.

She strode atop me quickly, my dick poking the inside of her thigh, feeing the sticky trail of juices there.

"Are you having fun?" she asked me quietly, with a voice of clear sincerity that told me we were stepping out of sexy times for a minute.

"Yeah, I'm having a lot of fun," I replied with a smile. "Are you?"

Sabrina giggled, almost bashfully.

"Yeah," she answered. "It was so much fun to touch myself and watch you guys kiss. Or when he was fingering me while you went down on him."

My wife started grinding her hips down, almost imperceptibly, against my torso.

"God, you're so sexy," she told me, and leaned in for a kiss.

"You are too," I replied a few seconds later after our kiss ended. "So fucking sexy."

"Good," Sabrina purred. In a smooth motion, she pulled me on top of her and into another kiss.

"Can I have a favor?" she asked, pausing the kiss.

"Of course," I responded. "Whatever you want."

"Well, I've been aching for someone to go down on me the entire night," she revealed with a smile.

I smiled back. I never turned down an opportunity to eat her out.

"We can make that happen," I replied coyly. I planted a kiss on the side of Sabrina's neck, then her collarbone. My mouth began winding its way down her body, kissing and licking over her soft skin.

Zach returned with a glass of water as I was sucking on Sabrina's nipples. She sat up and I paused.

"Don't stop on my account," he urged us. His dick was mostly flaccid, and he'd cleaned it of all the shimmering juices present before. "I'm happy to watch."

Sabrina lay back in the bed again. "Come here," she patted the spot next to her.

Zach acquiesced, and I went back to playing with my wife's voluptuous tits. My fingers roamed over her pink nipples and areolas while I sucked in on Sabrina's skin, dotting her chest with a few hickeys.

Sabrina moaned as I left the final one; I looked up and saw Zach's mouth clamped on the side of her neck, marking her there as well.

I kept kissing down my wife's stomach, staring up to catch glimpses of her and Zach. Their kisses were soft and slow.

My mouth trailed lower until it found the strip of black hair delicately maintained above Sabrina's slit. I sniffed in her scent, the smell of fresh sex, before dotting a kiss directly on her clit.

Sabrina let out a small groan and arched her back. I got to work, flitting my tongue up and down over her small button. It hardened against my touch, growing as I sucked in on it.

I dove down lower, licking a long stroke through Sabrina's newly-fucked folds and down to her entrance. A gush of juices spilled out onto my tongue. I could distinctly taste both my wife's familiar sweetness as well as the saltier bite of Zach's load. I swallowed indiscriminately, relishing in the hybrid flavor.

My tongue returned to Sabrina's clit. I flitted up and down, side to side, then circling around in a tight clockwise pattern. I had gone down on my wife a thousand times before and knew exactly what buttons to push to get her moaning.

As I flattened my tongue against Sabrina's clit and pressed down, I looked up to steal another glimpse of her and Zach. Their kissing was more intense now, their tongues intertwined - Sabrina was grabbing Zach's head and pulling him in close.

For his part, Zach was fondling her big breasts, pinching her nipples and keeping them as hard as I'd left them. I noticed more marks too, a smattering strewn across her collarbone and chest.

After another minute of teasing with my tongue, Sabrina was wriggling and grinding against my lips. Her legs squeezed tightly around my head, muffling my hearing. That was always my sign that she was getting amped up.

I probed her folds with a finger. The digit was met with no resistance and slid in with ease. Sabrina's twat was warm and wet and tight, as comfortable and perfect as I'd ever felt it.

She groaned and squeezed her legs tighter as my finger curled back against her walls, feeling for her g-spot. As I began to stroke the spongy spot, Sabrina's breathing quickened and her moans got louder. Her hips ground down against my finger, begging me for the stimulation.

I looked up again - even more hickies had appeared on her neck in the last few minutes. Zach had been busy. He was kissing and sucking on her tits still, likely adding more marks to the canvas.

Sabrina had been busy too. While they had broken their kiss, she was now reaching over with a hand and stroking Zach back to life. His cock had sprung up, partially hard again.

I watched her hand stroke his length. Up and down. The rhythmic motions were almost hypnotic. Without even meaning it, I realized I was fingering her at the same pace.

Sabrina's hips started to rise and her twat clenched tighter around my finger. She was nearly there.

On my next downstroke, I slid in a second finger.

"Oh shit," Sabrina reacted. "Don't stop, just like that."

My fingers hammered against her g-spot, grinding down with each stroke. My tongue lapped at her clit at a frenetic pace, getting her closer and closer, until....

Sabrina's hips bucked up and her thighs squeezed my head in a vice grip as she came.

"Oh, fuuuuck!" my wife moaned, letting the orgasm run through her. Her body shook and spasmed, her chest red and heaving.

I smiled broadly, making eye contact with her and seeing the look of utter pleasure on her face.

"God that felt incredible," she complimented as I extricated myself from between her legs. Sabrina pulled me in for a deep kiss, tasting herself off my lips.

"It looked incredible," Zach added. When Sabrina let me go, he took his turn to kiss me. "Delicious."

Zach scooted down the bed and brought himself between Sabrina's legs. He lapped at her slit, tasting her for himself.

"Careful, it's sensitive," she warned, and he licked with slightly more caution. "Yeah, that feels nice," she encouraged, her body melting back into the bed again.

"You're so good at that," she complimented me again, and pulled me in for another kiss. "I love you," she added quietly.

"I love you too," I replied.

We held each other and kissed for another minute. Zach kept his place between Sabrina's legs. I peeked down at his cock - he was pretty much fully erect again.

Sabrina reached down and grabbed Zach's head, pulling him gently back up.

"Your tongue feels great too, but I want a dick again," she stated plainly.

My member was rock solid and begging for attention at this point - I was the only one who hadn't finished yet.

"Get on all fours then," I commanded my wife.

"Yes, sir," she replied coyly, loving the dominant tease. She propped herself on her hands and knees, her big boobs swaying down tantalizingly. I cupped and squeezed them with a hand, before positioning myself behind my wife.

Her butt looked phenomenal from here. I reached down and spread apart her cheeks, letting her tight pink asshole wink back at me. My hard member protruded out against her slit, and it took only the slightest guidance for it to slide in.

Sabrina groaned as my cock entered her. It was the first time I'd been inside her all night. She definitely felt a little stretched out already, but her walls gripped down against my shaft, teasing all of my ridges.

I pushed forward until my torso met her butt. My cock burrowed deep inside her, sending sparks of pleasure through my shaft and over my body.

I withdrew most of my cock before thrusting forward again.

"Oh, fuuuck," Sabrina groaned deeply. She brought a hand between her legs and began strumming her clit.

I found a slow and steady rhythm. My cock powered into my wife, rocking her forward a little with each thrust. Her walls clenched and relaxed around my member, teasing it and building up the tension in my balls.

On Sabrina's other side, Zach was now on his knees as well. He brought himself up to Sabrina's head.

"Hello, there," she said, and took her hand away from her clit to palm Zach's cock. He was fully hard again, pre-cum dripping from the tip of his cock. It was mouth-watering.

Sabrina guided him towards her mouth and swallowed his cock. Her head dipped down his shaft and then lurched forward on it as I thrusted into her from behind. She was filled from both-ends, seesawing back and forth between us.

It took a little bit of work to sync all three of us, but we found a nice pace. I was fucking Sabrina steadily, grinding and moving my hips to hit the best angles for her. The squeezes of her pussy and her moans, albeit mostly muffled by Zack's cock, told me when I was getting the best spots.

For her part, I was impressed by my wife. She was handling Zach very well for also being fucked. She swallowed and deepthroated him smoothly, before retreating back to the tip. She sucked in on his tip while stroking his shaft with her hand. She pulled off and licked long strokes down his length to his balls before coming back up and swallowing him again.

It was mesmerizing to watch her suck Zach's beautiful cock and feel the tight hug of fucking her pussy at the same time. I felt like a kid in a candy shop, I was getting everything I wanted.

But after another minute, with the climax building in her, Sabrina's concentration broke down.

"Oh, god," she moaned, letting Zach's cock slip out of her mouth. She held it, stroking it languidly for a moment. I had started fucking her faster, slamming into her ass with more power.

Sabrina turned to suck in Zach's head again, but a loud groan overtook her instead.

Switching gears quickly, Zach dropped to his back on the bed and brought himself directly beneath my wife. He scooted until his head was at her crotch, his cock protruding up plainly in the air near his head.

They were effectively 69ing, with the added element of me fucking Sabrina on top.

Zach began licking and sucking in on Sabrina's clit. I felt his nose nestle against my balls as I thrust into my wife. His tongue caught my sac or part of my shaft occasionally, sending little shocks of pleasure through me.

Sabrina's whole body relaxed with the addition of Zach's tongue. Her moans were growing louder. Zach's erect dick was right in front of her face, and she swallowed it up a few times, but soon surrendered to the overwhelming sensations in her crotch.

"Oh my god, keep going," she begged. "Both of you." She was lying on Zach's torso and letting herself get plowed. She gyrated her hips back against my cock, grounding down on the shaft and Zach's tongue.

Her twat contracted sharply and her body spasmed. She was close. I fucked her harder, deeper, slamming my cock into her with everything I had. My hands held her ass for leverage, leaving bright red imprints on her fair skin. I could feel Zach's tongue work faster over her clit and my balls to match. My own climax was hurtling nearer and nearer - I couldn't last much longer to bring Sabrina to her own peak.

But the combination of a cock and a tongue sent her over the edge. With a final thrust, my wife exploded, her whole body tensing up and shaking.

"Oh fuuuuuck," she moaned deeply as the wave of pleasure coursed through her. I slowed my pace, appreciating the orgasmic contractions of her quim. Zach's tongue slowed too, even as Sabrina continued to gently grind her hips back against both of us.

After a minute, the orgasm subsided, and Sabrina recomposed herself.

"Holy shit that felt incredible," she exclaimed, dismounting from Zach's face and my cock. She leaned down to kiss him first, tasting her juices off his tongue.

Sabrina picked her head up from Zach and kissed my waiting cock, still very near its own peak. Zach lifted his head up too to lick and suck on my balls as Sabrina kissed and licked my shaft. Both of their mouths at the same time was heavenly - I was now extremely jealous of Zach's double blowjob from earlier.

I could tell my own climax was near, but there was still one more thing I'd been wanting to try before the night was over.

I guided Sabrina off my dick and up into a kiss. Zach withdrew his mouth as well and came up for a threeway kiss, our tongues exploring and roaming indiscriminately.

"There's one thing I still want to do before we're done," I whispered to Zach.

"What would that be?" he replied.

"Will you fuck me?" I asked, butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Sabrina had pegged me before, and I'd used prostate toys many times, but taking a real dick would obviously be very different. Yet the thought of it alone nearly sent me over the edge.

"Of course," Zach replied with a smile; and brought me in for a kiss. "Do you guys have lube?"

Sabrina moved to her nightstand and pulled a bottle out of the bottom drawer, where she kept our copious collection of dildos, vibrators, and other fun items.

"Excellent," Zach said as he took the bottle from Sabrina. I lied back against the pillows, cock protruding straight up in the air, and my legs spread.

Sabrina cuddled up next to me.

"Are you excited?" she whispered to me.

I nodded my response.

"Good. This is so hot," she encouraged, making my dick twitch.

I watched Zach get a big dollop of lube. His fingers lowered to my erection, my balls, down lower to my ass. The cold lube shocked me just a little as Zach rubbed it into my hole, lubing me up and getting my ass slippery.

He applied a generous amount to his shaft as well. I was nervous - I tried to gauge the size comparison between Zach's member and the strap-on that Sabrina would use, but it was impossible to judge.

Still, I took deep breaths and relaxed myself, calming my muscles. It was hard not to let the nerves and excitement win out as Zach took his place between my legs, propping my knees up and fully exposing my ass to him.

We were silent as Zach positioned his cock, holding it firm and guiding it against my ass. I felt his tip press against my hole, relaxing myself as much as possible.

He pushed, and after just a little resistance, his tip slipped inside the tight ring of my sphincter.

"Oh shit," I gasped as his cock began entering my ass. I was stretched, my rectum forcibly accommodating the intrusion. It hurt just a little, but I knew it would get better. And just the knowledge of having a real dick inside me for the first time was sending waves of pleasure through me.

Sabrina turned my head and began kissing me as Zach pushed more of himself into me. My mind began to relax, just taking in the crazy sensations. I focused on kissing Sabrina and staying calm as Zach slid deeper and deeper. My ass expanded and accommodated him, but it was a slow process.

After a minute though, I felt Zach's torso nudge against my balls. He was fully inside me. I took a moment to pause. My butt was fully stretched out, but it felt good.

Fuck, it felt really good.

Zach slowly withdrew part of his cock and then pushed into me again. My attention was torn from Sabrina's kisses to Zach as he began gently fucking me, rocking his cock into my ass.

It felt unreal. His cock stroked my prostate, filling up my ass wonderfully. The ridges and veins of his dick massaged me perfectly in a way that a strap-on couldn't replicate.

My cock was throbbing. I wouldn't be able to last long at all. The sight of Zach standing over me, thrusting into me, combined with the pleasure of his dick and just the idea of being fucked by another guy, was hurtling me towards an explosive climax.

Zach's pace was increasing as my ass became more comfortable with his cock. He was fucking me at a steady speed; I could feel his balls smacking against my butt as he thrust deep into me.

Sabrina scooted down the bed and grabbed my throbbing erection. In a smooth motion, she bent over and took my cock into her mouth.

"Oh god," I groaned. I was getting fucked and sucked at the same time. My mind was about to explode - the sensations were so overpowering.

Sabrina sucked my cock hungrily, swirling her tongue around my head, dipping down and deepthroating my whole shaft. It was incredible, and I could feel the tension in my balls rapidly increasing. Zach held my legs and fucked me harder, railing into my ass.

"Oh fuck, I'm close," I muttered, losing myself in the unbelievable pleasure. My hips were rocking subconsciously, meeting every thrust of Zach, burying my cock deeper in Sabrina's mouth. "Oh fuck, fuck!"

Zach slammed into me with a final thrust and I came harder than I ever had before in my life. Every muscle in my body tensed up and then exploded at once. My entire world reduced itself to only my cock and the concussive force of my orgasm.

Sabrina swallowed the first rope before pulling her mouth away and stroking me off onto her face. I couldn't stop cumming - spurt after spurt of creamy white cum rocketed out onto her face, her hands.

I was still in the throes of my climax, oozing my load onto my wife's fingers, as Zach pulled out of me. Immediately Sabrina was there, sucking and stroking his cock like her life depended on it. Within seconds, Zach was cumming too, depositing his second load of the night onto my wife's eager tongue and cheeks. She kept stroking both of us, milking us for every last drop of jizz.

Sabrina's face was covered in cum - big pearly globs stuck to her nose, cheeks, and chin, with shimmering trails cascading down her neck. Her hands were sticky and shimmering with cum as well.

She looked so fucking hot.

Zach pulled Sabrina to him and kissed her deeply. They pulled away and she came to me, our mouths meeting. The taste of cum was fresh on her sticky lips, but I relished the flavor and feel of her tongue exploring my mouth.

And then I was kissing Zach, his touch gentle, his lips soft.

We all lay next to each other in bed for a few minutes, catching our breath.

"Holy shit," Zach laughed. "That was fun."

"Yeah," I replied. "Really, really fun."

"I couldn't agree more," Sabrina added. "You guys really covered me."

She ran a finger over her cheek, collecting a rope of cum and licking her finger clean.

"I think I need to wash up," she remarked and began to stand up.

"Me too," Zach replied.

My bones still felt like jelly, and I didn't think I could move.

"I'll keep the bed warm," I promised.

Sabrina and Zach retreated to the bathroom together and re-emerged a minute or two later. Sabrina's face and chest were now free of the evidence of our trio's tryst.

"I should probably look for an Uber," Zach said, standing by the edge of the bed.

"No way," Sabrina replied, cuddling into bed next to me. "It's super late. Just sleep here."

"Yeah," I encouraged. "The bed clearly fits all of us."

Zach smirked. "Alright, if you insist."

He clambered into bed on the other side of my wife, sandwiching her between the two of us.

We all settled into comfortable positions. I was the big spoon for Sabrina as she faced towards Zach.

"I love you," I whispered in her ear as we began drifting off to sleep.

"I love you too," she replied.

***

I was woken very gently by sensations in my crotch.

My eyes were groggy, and the morning light streamed gently through our bedroom window. My head hurt just a little - I did have a few drinks last night.

But my focus snapped to attention very quickly as my eyes adjusted, and I realized what had woken me up.

Sabrina was lying next to me, reaching over with a hand and slowly stroking my cock. I was already hard.

Between her legs, tongue working diligently on her slit, was Zach. His eyes beamed as he met my gaze.

Sabrina tilted my head towards her and pulled me into a gentle kiss. Her lips were warm and supple.

"Good morning sweetie," she smiled.

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