Gwyn

Sitting in my darkened room, I can still see her, hear her, feel her, taste her. She's gone now, left behind in my past.

She's tall, taller than me, but I am not that tall, at 5'6", whereas she was closer to 5'10". I never understood what it was that attracted her to me, apart from my cock. I knew what it was about her that I went all hard cocked over, her perfect tits, broad hips flowing into promising legs, her deep green eyes, red hair and a sprinkling of freckles over her nose. She was just beautiful.

Her name is Gwyn, she knew that I was bi, but it didn't matter to her.

I can't think of myself as a Don Juan or a Casanova, not anything like a "great lover", I just knew when she wanted it, I would give it to her. I could make her cum, usually several times, unless it was a quickie. There was one time that stood out more than any other time, and that is my story.

In the late 1990's, cell phones were becoming widespread and I had purchased one, a simple Nokia bar phone. I spread my number around, which included Gwyn. She could reach out anytime she wanted, even when unexpected. That one special night, I had met up with Brendan at a bar, had a few drinks, a few laughs, a bit of a touchie feelie in the men's room then back to my one bed-roomed apartment.

On my bed, I had Brendan's shirt off and his jeans open. I was playing with his dick, gently tugging that long prong, covering his large knob, listening to moans of pleasure as my lips slid down his torso. I lapped his belly button sliding down even further. Lifting his cock higher, I lowered my head allowing the knob to push my lips open.

Brendan moaned as my lips caressed the ridge of his knob and my tongue wiped over it, feeling for the V of his frenulum. I tasted a little amount of pre-cum as his cock slid into my mouth. I made sure my inner cheeks ran over the ridge of his knob, his gasps and moans being the signals I needed to make sure he was having a good time. I sucked his dick, loving the feel of the smooth skin of his shaft in my mouth. I love sucking cock.

After a few minutes of this, Brendan moved, sharply and said, "Better stop, or you'll get a mouthful. You do that too well."

I lifted off him and said, "Yeah, bet you say that to all the boys."

"Well, I don't have to be anywhere tonight, so we can take our time." I smiled, oh yeah, this was going to be a marathon then.

We helped each other to completely undressed and lay on the bed, holding and touching each other. Brendan loved the sensual side of fucking. Brendan was very selective of whom he slept with, he had a circle of a few friends, of which I was one. He knew I hated the taste of condoms, but he would never fuck without one. That was okay with me, I just didn't want one in my mouth.

I knew he was clean, DDF as we used to say, because we all had regular check ups. Theory at the time was that the virus wouldn't survive in the mouth unless you had some sort of mouth wound. To prevent that, I regularly rinse my mouth with salt water, especially after sucking a cock, keeping my gums healthy.

As we lay there, slowly masturbating each other, my cell phone went off. Fuck! It was on the bedside cabinet. I reached for it, to turn it off, but then I saw the number, it was Gwyn. I couldn't not answer it.

"Hi Gwyn, babe. What's up?" I asked.

"Hi Guy. Wanna fuck?"

"With you, anytime, but-" I stopped.

"But?"

"But, I wasn't expecting a call from you this late."

"You mean you got someone with you."

"Yeah," I said regretfully, "Sorry babe."

"Nah, you're a big boy. Male or female?"

"Male!" I said, looking at Brendan, "Very much male."

She went quiet for a moment, "Would he fuck a girl?"

"You asking?"

"Yeah, ask him, I am super-fucking-horny so two guys might be better than one tonight."

I looked at Brendan, "Hey, bub, I got a girlfriend on the other end who needs a bit of TLC, you think you be interested?"

He thought for a moment then asked, "She good looking?"

"Beautiful," I replied.

"Okay, I'm game."

"Yep, babe," I said into the phone, "He's interested."

"Okay, be there in twenty minutes." She snapped her cell off, I didn't have time to even say I was looking forward to it.

I told Brendan about her, well, everything I knew about her, and he told me that he had only ever had sex with a woman once as it wasn't that good. He'd never been in a MFM before, so if it wasn't working he'd have my dick.

I made us drinks while we waited, but his dick was in front of me, well, I really wasn't patient. Luckily, we were interrupted with a gentle knocking on the door. I didn't bother to put a robe on. If Gwyn was super-fucking-horny, she wouldn't want to wait to get laid. I opened the door and she stood there, tall and as glamorous as ever. "You not waiting then?" She asked as she came inside. I closed the door before any of my neighbors came by.

"No, not sure what you would do, so being prepared," I laughed.

She stepped up to me, took my dick in her hand and leaning down, she kissed me. "Always the boy scout then?" Gwyn asked as we broke apart.

"For you, always."

Gwyn asked, "Where's this other guy, Brendan?"

"In bed, waiting, but he's a bit shy."

She asked, "He's okay?"

"Oh yes, for sure," I replied, "But a novice."

"As long as he can fuck me in the ass, I don't care!"

"Well, he can do that, I'm sure." A DP? Who knew?

"Yeah, I'm really fucking horny," she replied, "I had a date with this guy who turned out to be a major dick!" She shook her head, sighing.

"Happens to us all, love," I commented, "What are you up for."

"Just a good fuck," she said as she stepped to the bedroom, removing her top, dropping it to the floor.

I love looking at her from any angle, but a bare back with just a thin bra strap across it, that's a great view. Her shoulders are broad, square, not boney- a clear definition of muscle tone. Another step and her skirt too hit the floor, she stepped out of it, leaving a sandal behind. Another step and her other sandal came off, followed by her bra as she got to the bedroom door. She stood in the doorway, with nothing but a pair of satin like panties on. She looked at Brendan, "Hello, you have to be Brendan," she said, stating the obvious, "He's very handsome, Guy," she said over her shoulder. "Come on take my panties off and finger fuck me while I watch him playing with himself."

Well, that was a brief introduction, but Gwyn was like that. I got behind her and ran my fingers over her bare skin, soft and silken, feeling her reaction. I glided my fingers down her flanks sliding them under the elastic of her panties. I eased them over her luscious ass, I had to bend, so I slowly got to my knees where my hands had her panties at her ankles and my face was staring into the crack of her ass.

I leaned forward as she stepped out of her panties and kissed her ass, first one cheek, then the other. I couldn't see Brendan but I could hear Gwyn telling him to slowly stroke his cock. I ran my fingers up the inside of her now spread legs, softly touching her, just how she likes it. I could smell her arousal. Glancing down, I could see the dampness in her panties. Fuck, she must have been masturbating all the way here for them to be this wet, I thought. My hands felt the heat of her pussy, and slid over the juices that were flowing from her.

I gently caressed her labia and my middle finger skirted over her clit. I drew my hand back a little and without much effort at all, I slid two fingers into her love canal. She gasped at the intrusion, but it was so slippery in there. I buried my fingers in her as deep as I could then waved them back and forward as much as I could, hearing her moans.

Between moans, she was saying things like "That is one lovely cock, Brendan," and "Yeah, I think I'm gonna love that in my mouth." And "Brendan, you like the idea of getting your dick sucked?" "Play with it, handsome, but don't cum!" I heard her say, "That's one hell of a dick, you think you gonna get that all the way up my ass?" So a DP was definitely part of this evening then.

Gwyn shuddered a little as my fingers waved inside her pussy, while pumping in and out between waves. She was getting close and it took no time at all! Gwyn shook a lot more as she went over the edge. She moaned, "YES!" as her body shook all over. Gwyn slumped a little and I was afraid she might fall over, pulled my fingers out of her and grabbed her hips. Gwyn took a deep breath, stepped to the bed and leaned over Brendan, "My turn!"

She knelt on the bed and lowered her head to cover his crotch. Gwyn spread her legs which gave me enough room to get behind her and shove my cock into her. I knew that was what she wanted. She was as wet as possible, my cock slid in with so little resistance you might be forgiven for thinking she had used a lot of oil to get herself that wet. I loved fucking Gwyn, her pussy was tight and she has tremendous control over her pelvic floor muscles. This however, was pure sex, nothing else, just "fuck me and fuck me hard".

I pounded the cheeks of her ass, my hips slapping her hard. I pumped in and out, over and over, knowing that I wasn't going to be cumming anytime soon. That was one thing that Gwyn said about my dick, I could last for quite a while, no matter what. Not entirely true but sometimes it just works out that way.

I could see Gwyn's head pumping on Brendan's tasty cock, and the look of pleasure that was on his face, something to be seen for sure. I would have a photo of it if we'd had smartphones then. He gasped and groaned for some minutes, then pushed her off. "Close, too damned close!" Brendan cried, "You gotta be the best cocksucker I've ever had!"

I could see the set of Gwyn's shoulders and knew she was smiling at the compliment. "Yeah, thanks, but that's a really nice cock."

"Guy, here, on your back," Gwyn ordered, pointing to the bed. Not wanting to miss out, I got into position. "I'm not going to ask you to fuck my pussy, Brendan, but you can if you want to." She looked at my raging prong and immediately swooped on it, determined to suck the very life out of me. She started with my knob, then slid down, wiping her tongue over me, then deep throated me like only she could, no-one else has come close to her sucking skill level, before or since. She knew how far she could push my dick before I would cum, so I just laid back and enjoy it.

I felt her head give a little bobble, and I was surprised to see Brendan behind her, fucking her. I realized because he was gay, didn't mean he wouldn't be able to fuck a woman, he just preferred men.

I enjoyed this tableau for a while, and engaged my senses in the enjoyment of her mouth. Soon, too soon, she lifted her head off me and said, "Lube! Now! Brendan, lube my ass as soon as I got Guy's cock in me!"

I quickly reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the lube, holding it up for him to take. Gwyn moved over me, holding my dick upright and guided me into her soaked pussy. She slid down on my pole, then when bottomed out, she stopped, where I heard, "Yeah, that's it, all over my asshole."

"Oh fuck! Condom!" Brendan cried. Again I reached over to the nightstand and held a condom up for him. He took it, tore it open with his teeth.

"You don't have to!" Gwyn said.

"Yeah, I do. I'm not fucking anyone up the ass without a condom," Brendan replied.

After a few moments, I felt Brendan move into position. "Relax babe, I'm just gonna take my time. Don't move until I'm right in."

Gwyn nodded then grunted, "OOOHHH FUCK!" She cried, "That's fucking huge!"

"Only if you're not used to being fucked in the ass," Brendan said in that tight manner he always had when in a hole.

"Second time only, ever!" Gwyn said.

"Yeah, feels like it," Brendan replied as he pushed into her, "Nearly there!" Gwyn grunted and cried as Brendan's cock slid in deeper. "FUCK!" I heard.

I felt Brendan's cock sliding in and out of Gwyn's ass as she was rocking on my dick while he pumped. I got into the opposite rhythm as Brendan, feeling Gwyn moving in conjunction with our cocks. Oh fuck, that felt good! We were fucking Gwyn, pacing ourselves, thrusting into her, feeling the joy of having our cocks inside a warm, moist hole. I felt her weight on me, her tits crushed on my chest, her legs spread over my hips, with my legs spread for Brendan to get between while reaming Gwyn's asshole. I heard her bubblings, moans, cries of pain and pleasure. I felt her joy at being pleasured, her body's reactions to the thrusts of our cocks, her surrender to the sexual power that two men had over her at that moment.

We kept pounding her, increasing in intensity. The slaps of Brendan's hips on her ass drove me on, making my thrusts into her pussy harder. I knew Gwyn well enough to understand her needs and wants, but this was something new, her sounds making it ever more intense for us. Her body's demands, her orders to pound her, to fuck her as hard as we wanted. We did.

Brendan couldn't hold out any longer, the urgency of his cries and moans grew until he shouted, "YES! I'm gonna CUM! CUMMING" followed by a deep moan and a number of grunts as his cock pumped its contents into the condom. Then just as I was about to cry my cum, Gwyn screamed "CUMMING! FUCK! FUCK ME!" I grunted and groaned, squeezing my muscles as hard as I could and still pump her pussy. I could feel her cunt grabbing at my cock, pulling it in as deep as I could go, Her noise, her actions, her cunt all demanded I release my load into her.

I felt my ball sack contract, my balls convulsing as they shot a load up the shaft of my dick to fly into the depths of Gwyn's fuck tunnel. I groaned my cumming loudly, feeling Gwyn's lips press down on mine. While a simple action, that kiss just made the whole cum a lot more sensual, stronger, more intense.

Brendan had pumped her ass and Gwyn was still coming down from her own orgasm. Brendan was the first to move, he pulled out of Gwyn and I heard a little pop as he did so. I watched him reach to the nightstand and grab a number of tissues. I couldn't see anything until his hand moved with a parcel of tissues in a tight ball in it, placing it on the nightstand.

Gwyn was still gasping but as Brendan had moved from between her knees, she rolled off me, flopping back onto the bed. I saw Brendan leave us and soon heard water running in the bathroom. A few moments later, he reappeared, cleaned.

"You cleaned yourself up but what about me?" Gwyn asked.

Brendan stopped, looked at her closely. "Okay," he replied.

Brendan came around the side of the bed Gwyn was on and again, reached for tissues. "No," Gwyn said, "With your tongue." Brendan was obviously surprised, he glanced at me as I smiled.

"Come on," I said, "You've blown me, so you can eat her cream pie."

"Yeah," Gwyn said, "The container is different, that's all. And, I'm still as horny as a three balled tom cat." That image just didn't make it for me, but I got the sentiment. "And I'm gonna give you a head job you'll never forget, later, but first, me." She lay back and spread her legs, "Come on, big boy, do it." Brendan, to his credit, didn't hesitate. He knelt on the bed and covered her pussy with his mouth, slurping at her cum filled crack. "Oooooo, that's really nice," Gwyn said. She looked at me and smiled, "Dick, now, mouth."

And that's how the night went. In the morning, Brendan got his head job. He told me later that it was likely the best he had ever gotten, and he didn't qualify that with 'from a girl'. Gwyn sucked and fucked us both, waking me once, to fuck me back to sleep. Brendan and I slept a little longer and that was it for us too.

The room was light, and warming up in the morning. Brendan had left earlier and Gwyn and I were alone. I had to move, my bladder demanding attention. I went to the small bathroom and sat on the toilet, not wanting to wake Gwyn to the noise of splashing pee. I dropped the lid on the seat, washed my hands and, with a face washer, my dick. It was a little crusty, despite Brendan's loving attention before he left. I used the mouthwash, rather than my electric toothbrush, less noise, to get rid of any morning breath and went back to bed.

Gwyn was lying there, eyes closed, breathing deeply in her sleep. She was fucking beautiful any time, even after a night like last night, bed hair, no make up and au natural. The outline of her generous tits was obscured by the quilt, but her form was always worth looking at. I lifted the quilt and got back into bed, she stirred and rolled towards me.

"'Morning handsome," she said, sleepily.

"'Morning beautiful," I replied, reaching for her, pulling her closer and kissing her.

"Oh I must taste awful," she whispered, "Morning cock," as she reached for my dick.

"No, tasty as ever," I assured her.

"Better let me go or there's gonna be an awful mess."

She rolled out of bed and I watched her naked body head for the bathroom. Her hips swayed as she walked, her ass jiggling slightly. Moments later I heard her peeing, then wiping, flushing. It took a while, but she came back to bed a lot brighter than she looked.

"Hope you don't mind but I used your mouthwash."

"Not at all, that's what it's there for," I assured her, holding the quilt back for her.

She looked at my cock and said, "Breakfast of champions."

I had to laugh as she dived into bed and in moments, she had my cock in her mouth bringing me to full hardness. Fuck she was good. She shuffled around and I saw her neatly trimmed bush descending onto my face. Who was going to say no to that? Breakfast of champions, indeed.

Despite our exertions of the night before, Gwyn was still quite aroused, dripping in fact. She had washed her pussy and it was tasting quite fresh but seriously, how was I going to be able to satisfy her? No idea, but I was certainly going to try.

I licked and sucked her pussy for all I was worth as she sucked my cock. I was loving it, and it became something of a race for me. Was she going to cum all over my face first or was I going to fill her throat with my juice? I heard her moans and gasps, even if her mouth was full of my cock. Without thought, my thumb found her rosebud and pressed it. It didn't go in, but Gwyn rocked and cried, "CUMMING!" as she let my cock out of her mouth.

And cum she did. Her moans were long and her body shook with each wave of pleasure, I had wrapped my arms around her now to hang on, keeping my face buried into her pussy, my tongue deep in her love hole. I was rewarded with the feel of her cunt muscles sliding over my tongue, gripping it as she shook. I felt a glob of something pushed out of her puss, and realized it was likely a mix of Brendan's and my own cum from our early morning exercises. Didn't mind at all, quite tasty actually.

Gwyn collapsed on my face, spent. This was the sign she had had enough. And that was definitely okay with me. Catching her breath, Gwyn took my dick in hand and caressed it, stroking me, softly caressing the shaft and knob. I could let go now, knowing I wasn't going to cover her face, there wouldn't be a lot of juice left in me after last night.

As I reached a climax, making all the right noises, making all the right movements, I felt Gwyn's mouth taking the tip of my cock in, just the tip, making sure the eye was in her mouth as I came. I shot my load and Gwyn took all my cock inside her mouth, as deep as she could. I may not be tall, but I still have a seven inch cock.

(Gwyn asked me one if I ever thought about making porn with that cock. I had to laugh, not a chance, I don't mind a third or even a forth person but lighting, cameras and 'Action' has never held any appeal for me.)

After a few moments, Gwyn shuffled around and kissed me, her cum smeared lips were tasty. We held each other and returned to that relaxed state of a twilight snooze. Rising, we showered and dressed, I made coffee and a light snack for breakfast. We sat and talked and eventually, Gwyn left.

We met a few times after that, had some great sex, but nothing like that night with Brendan. Our last night was great, but a little painful, her job was taking her to the East, and there wasn't much chance of a return. I have not seen her since, haven't heard from her except for a Xmas card that first year. But I still remember her.

I always will, because she was the one I let get away.