Both Hands Full of Dick

Both Hands Full of Dick

As I looked at myself in the mirror in my black lingerie, I felt delighted. It was all my idea. Greg and I had been meeting up for a while and we had both shared our intimate desires and fantasies. I was happily divorced and looking for fun.

From the second we set eyes on each other, the chemistry was evident. I will never forget the first time we met. We were sitting at an intimate table in a pub when Greg offered me his upturned hand to hold. The way he looked into my eyes as I took his hand, was indescribable. I knew when he leaned in and kissed me that I was putty in his hands from that moment onwards. Since then, we had enjoyed some amazing sex together and last time, afterwards, we talked about our next level fantasies...

Greg traveled extensively with work and regularly stayed overnight in towns and cities around the UK. When his meetings brought him near me, we would meet up. We no longer met in the bar, he would give me his room number and I would go straight up. There was no need for a drink and chat; this was about sex.

It had been a couple of months since we had last managed to get together and the excitement had been building in our flirtatious chat. I was giddy by the time I walked down the corridor to Greg's room. When I arrived, he opened the door and smiled. He had a way of cocking his head to one side when he smiled, it was so seductive and endearing. His short greying hair was slightly unruly and suited his playful personality.

'Hello, you,' he said.

'It's been too long,' I replied.

I dropped my bag to the floor and Greg grabbed my backside, pulling me towards him. His lips were soon on mine and his hands explored me. I reached up and gripped his shoulders. His height and broad build surprised me the first time we met: I felt like he could scoop me up and throw me over his shoulder.

I melted into him as my body responded to his kiss. With his hard cock against me, my pussy was immediately soaked for him.

'God, I've missed you, Claire,' he said when he broke away for a moment.

Our fiery gazes locked and our breathing was shallow and synchronised.

'I've missed you too,' I murmured as I ran my fingers down his arms.

His hands skimmed my hips and he hitched my skirt up. Caressing my suspenders and thighs, he kissed me again. A deeper kiss this time and I whimpered as his touch moved between my legs and onto my panties. As he rubbed me, I opened my legs wider, longing for him to connect with my aching flesh. Hooking my panties to one side, he slid his fingers between my hungry lips. I gasped into him, electricity passed from him to me as he entered me roughly.

I held onto his arms and he fucked me with his fingers. It wasn't long before a powerful orgasm took over my body and I ground myself onto his hand as I gripped him. As the delicious tremors subsided, I leaned my head against his chest.

'That was incredible,' I gasped.

He removed his hand from my slick cunt and offered me his fingers to suck. I silently sucked my juices from him as I looked into his eyes. Light brown eyes that blazed with lust.

'You're wearing too much,' he said.

Slowly, he unbuttoned my blouse and took it from me and undid my bra, allowing my breasts to fall forward. He caressed them and played with my erect nipples. I fumbled with his tight buttons and undid his trousers, letting them fall to the ground. I rubbed his beautiful erection through his boxers and looked up at him.

'You are delicious,' I murmured as I squeezed his cock gently.

'I need to fuck you,' he said with a smile, kicking his trousers off.

'Good.'

'Kneel on the bed.'

I hitched my skirt up and climbed up onto the bed.

Greg pulled my knickers down around my knees and dragged me back towards him so that I was kneeling on the edge of the bed.

'Such a beautiful ass - those perfect cheeks,' he said as his hand lightly followed the curve of my shape.

In a contrasting move, he drove himself into me. I steadied myself as he railed me, his thighs slapping against mine. His cock pistoned in and out of me with the raw passion we both felt.

'Take my cum, like a good slut. You know what you are.'

'Yes!' I gasped.

Gripping my hips, he thrust into me and I groaned. I felt my cunt tighten around his cock and waves of orgasm took over my body again. He slapped my ass and squeezed me as his cock pulsed and he exploded inside me with a loud, prolonged grunt. I loved hearing him cum. I knew that at that moment, he could think about nothing else but me and filling me with his essence.

I buried my head in the sheets panting, my weak legs only just supporting me.

'That was amazing. I really needed it,' I laughed.

Rolling over onto the bed, I wiped strands of my hair from my sweaty face.

'It was incredible,' Greg gasped.

He climbed on the bed, lay back against the pillows and picked up a bottle of water from the bedside table.

I dragged my panties on, catching his cum; keeping it close to me. Crawling up the bed, I lay against him. He was just wearing his shirt and socks and I was in my skirt and lingerie. I put my head on his shoulder.

'I love it when we meet.'

I took the bottle from him and drank a big gulp of water.

'It's perfect,' he said and kissed the top of my head.

'Do you remember last time, we were talking about fantasies?' I asked.

'Mmmm, yes, it was sexy.'

He took the bottle back and drank some more.

'Well, I have a friend who would like to help us with one of them.'

I made it sound casual and not like I had been discussing our private conversations with a friend.

'Go on. Which fantasy in particular?' Greg asked with a note of wariness in his voice.

'The one where I'm with two guys. An MMF threesome.'

I spoke quickly before I chickened out.

'Oh, that one!'

'Yes. He's straight too. We would just have some fun exploring. And I would feel so deliciously slutty playing with two cocks at once.'

'Well, if you put it like that. And who is this friend?'

'He's called Jay. I suppose I'd say he's a friend with benefits. We had a boozy night out recently and the chat got filthy.'

'You've never mentioned him before.'

'We actually dated for a while when we were young. We both married other people, lost touch and Jay found me again after his divorce. Neither of us wants a serious relationship now.'

'Okay.'

'Anyway, we started to talk about sex and our deepest desires. And we discovered that we share some of the same fantasies. He is orally bi-curious.'

'Hmmmm, I like the sound of Jay....'

*************

Greg didn't agree straight away, but when I told him more about Jay, we agreed to meet for a social first. As both men were straight but curious to explore, I knew it was a big deal for them. My special bond with both of them individually meant they trusted me and I was sure the dynamic would work.

As I sat between my lover and my friend in the pub, I felt pleased with myself. I was like some kind of curator of sexual fantasies. We were all in our early 50s, single and shared the same philosophy on life: we would regret the things we hadn't done if we didn't try new experiences. I was pretty sure that on my death bed, I wouldn't wish I had had less sex. Jay always laughed when I said that, but it's true.

As the evening progressed, my hand was on Greg and Jay's legs under the table getting ever closer to their cocks. When it was time to leave, the three of us ended up in Jay's Range Rover in a secluded corner of the car park at dusk. I sat in the back first with Greg. As Jay watched fascinated, I unzipped him, pulled his swollen cock out and began to stroke him. I kissed him and looked over to Jay who was transfixed.

Kneeling on the seat next to Greg, I twisted my hair out of the way and took him in my mouth. He leaned back and groaned as I slowly licked his length. Jay being in such close proximity didn't put him off as I had feared. His throbbing cock leaked pre-cum into my mouth and I licked and sucked him. After a while, he held my head and groaned as he thrust his cock skywards and a fountain of cum erupted into my eager mouth.

Afterwards, they swapped places. Jay leaned back against the seat with his hands behind his head as I unzipped him. Greg's eyes were wide as I took Jay's cock out. I sucked and licked the fleshy head and took his length between my lips. I could still taste Greg's cum and wanted to taste Jay's too. I sucked him, relishing the feeling of his granite hard shaft under my lips and the softer head nudging the back of my throat. After a while, Jay clamped my head and pushed me down onto his cock and himself up into my mouth. After he too shot his hot cum down my throat, I licked him clean and wiped my wet lips with my hand.

'That was delicious,' Jay sighed.

I looked to Greg who was smiling at me.

'That was awesome to watch,' he said quietly.

'She's a good little cock sucker isn't she?' Jay said with a grin as he put himself away.

'So, shall we meet together again soon for some more fun?' I asked hopefully.

Jay and Greg looked at each other. Jay spoke first.

'I would love it, if you would Greg?'

'Definitely,' he said with a half smile.

The three of us checked our calendars as if we were planning an innocent dinner and a date was arranged for three weeks' time.

************

As I adjusted my stockings and stepped into my heels, I smiled at my reflection. I put on my favourite black wrap dress, one which clung to my body and had a deep V-neck. It was probably a bit too short, but worked for the evening I had planned. My blonde hair skimmed my shoulders and I left it loose and untamed. Like me. I applied my red lipstick and I was ready to go. Jay had booked a room in a hotel in London and we all agreed to meet in the bar. This was a first for the three of us and we thought a bit of Dutch courage may be useful. When the night arrived, I knew I didn't need it; my excitement was off the scale.

I was the first to arrive at the bar and was shown to a corner table with gorgeous views of the Thames. Luxurious pale green velvet sofas elegantly filled the room which was busy but not packed with people. I saw Greg walk up to the concierge and he noticed me and waved. I smiled and waved back. The fantasy was already beginning to feel real. He looked handsome in jeans and a dark green shirt. The top two buttons were undone and a tease of his hairy chest was revealed. I stood up and he enveloped me in his firm embrace.

'You look lovely, that dress is very sexy,' he said as his hand slid around my hips and he squeezed my cheek hard.

'I've missed you,' he whispered.

'Thank you. You look gorgeous, as usual.'

Just as Greg sat down, Jay arrived at our table in a white shirt and jeans. He had short, white blond hair and pale blue eyes. With his slim, athletic build, his clothes always fitted him perfectly and he looked effortlessly stylish.

I hugged my friend and we both giggled. We had been anticipating whatever delights this evening would bring for weeks.

'Hi again, Greg! Have you two ordered a drink yet?'

'Not yet,' Greg and I replied in unison.

'I think we need champagne. This is an occasion!' Jay said grinning.

He caught the eye of a passing member of staff.

'It certainly is,' Greg replied.

We clinked glasses and sipped champagne as we flirted with each other and Jay and Greg showered me with attention. They both kissed me briefly on the cheeks, slithered their hands under my dress, onto my stockinged thighs and put their hands over mine. I noticed a few glances in our direction from other customers and I loved wondering what they were imagining we were getting up to. I felt more alive than I ever had before.

After a while, the bottle was empty and we paid the bill between us.

'Shall we go up?' I suggested.

I knew I looked wicked.

A glamorous old lady on a nearby table was following our every move. Her snow white hair was immaculately styled and she still wore fuchsia lipstick and fancy jewellery. She must have been well in her 80s and I hoped I would still care about my appearance at that age. I caught her eye and she smiled and gave me a knowing look. I winked and she grinned and shook her head.

Jay looked at Greg and raised an eyebrow in his direction.

'Yes, let's,' he said and Greg nodded in agreement.

There was no reticence as the three of us walked to the lift, the men held one of my hands each. A few other people stepped into the lift with us. Jay and Greg stood behind me. With my hands appearing to be innocently clasped behind my back, I rubbed their responsive cocks through their jeans. Annoyingly, the lift stopped and started several times as people got out at various floors. Finally, we arrived at the 14th floor.

Greg put his arm around my waist and I held Jay's hand. Nobody spoke at this point, but the atmosphere between the three of us effervesced. It wasn't far to the room and, with a swift swipe of the key card, we were in. The door shut behind us with a dull thud, punctuating a significant moment. A frisson rippled between us: fantasy was about to become reality.

I put my handbag on the side and threw myself onto the huge bed.

'This is exciting!'

Jay and Greg both laughed and climbed on the bed either side of me. With a breast each to squeeze, their faces were close to mine.

'You are fucking filthy,' Jay said lasciviously.

'I can't help it.'

'It's lucky for us that she is filthy, or we wouldn't be here,' Greg said.

He trailed a hand lightly down my stomach and onto my thigh and leaned across and kissed me. My pussy fluttered as our mouths opened and his tongue found mine.

Jay watched intently and his hand drifted down my other leg and inside my dress. I opened my legs and his fingers found my hot thighs and moved up.

'Of course you're not wearing knickers.'

I laughed into Greg's kiss and broke away. Greg wiped my lipstick from his lips with his hand and I ran a finger underneath mine correcting any smudges.

Jay and Greg both looked at me with expectation in their eyes. The only sound was our breathing and the mood was intense. I reached over to Jay and undid his belt. The clang of metal pierced the atmosphere with a tease of what was to come. I unbuttoned his jeans, he unzipped and removed them together with his boxers. Turning to Greg next, I did the same. Soon, both men were naked and I removed my dress and bra. I wore only black stockings and suspenders. Neither Greg nor Jay had been naked on a bed with another man before. This was momentous for us all. I wanted them to feel comfortable and our sex to be completely natural.

'Lie back against the pillows,' I said quietly and my friends obliged.

I knelt between them and took their cocks in my hands, stroking them both slowly. Looking down I stared at my hands, both were full of dick for the first time. Silently enthralled, I watched my hands slide up and down They were both beautiful cocks to me and similarly satisfying in size. Greg's was uncut and I slid his foreskin effortlessly back and forth over his purple head which was lubricated perfectly with pre-cum. Jay's was cut and had amazing prominent veins. My hand worked his shaft and rolled over his shiny, red bulbous head.

'God that feels good,' Jay said and closed his eyes.

'It's gorgeous,' Greg murmured.

My new found sexual liberation was exhilarating. We were only just getting started and this was already the most thrilling night of my life. My hands were soon sticky with pre-cum and I knelt up and leaned towards their faces, my soft tits flopping towards them. They both knew what I wanted and took a nipple each in their mouths as I played with them.

'This is delicious,' I sighed, 'Jay, will you lie across the bed? We need more space.'

'What's next?' Greg asked.

'I want Jay's tongue in my cunt while you suck him,' I said.

I sounded so matter of fact, it was as if I'd asked him to put the kettle on and make a cup of tea.

'I'll happily eat your cunt while Greg sucks me, Filthy Girl.'

I could say anything to Jay. He understood me and was the least shockable person I knew.

As Jay lay back on the bed, Greg knelt next to him. I straddled Jay's face and lowered my cunt onto him. I felt his fingers slide between my lips.

'Fuck, you're wet. I can see how much you want this.'

I sniggered.

Greg took Jay's cock in his hand and slowly started to work him.

'Mmmmm,' murmured Jay and I felt his hot breath as he sighed against my cunt.

He began to lick me slowly, his tongue lapping at my engorged sex. When he sucked my swollen clit, I moaned.

'Lick him Greg, tongue his shaft, then take him in your mouth,' I gasped as I rubbed myself against Jay's face.

Greg's head bobbed up and down as he sucked Jay, his manly hands spanned Jay's slender thighs

'Squeeze his balls as you suck him,' I instructed.

Jay opened his legs and Greg's hand slid between them and cupped his balls.

When Greg squeezed, Jay groaned into my eager cunt. He stopped licking me and stuffed me with his fingers. My cunt squelched with my juices and his murmurs of approval grew louder as his cock was sucked.

I watched enthralled as Greg fellated Jay. His wet lips moved up and down Jay's slippery shaft and then his tongue travelled the thick length. I feasted my eyes on his veiny cock as it glistened with Greg's saliva. All three of us were breathing rapidly now and Jay momentarily stopped licking me as his thighs twitched.

'Fuuuccck. Greg..... uuuhhhh.'

Greg opened his mouth and I watched as spurts of cum splashed over his face and onto his tongue. Jay's balls and the base of his cock were held tightly in Greg's manly hand as the cum pumped.

I watched as his thrusts slowed and Greg lapped at Jay's cock finishing every drop that oozed. It was my own private sex show and I was captivated.

The next thing I felt was Jay's fingers rubbing my clit and his tongue fucking my hole. Greg turned his attention to me and played with my tits, pinching my nipples as I came on Jay's face. I flooded him with my juices and whimpered as Greg kissed me, the taste of cum still on his tongue.

When I had recovered, I climbed down and knelt on the bed, my thighs were smeared with my juices and Jay wiped his cunt soaked face with his hands.

'That was fantastic, Greg! It was just how I imagined,' I enthused.

'I loved it, it was amazing,' Greg readily agreed.

'It felt so good, putting on a show for Claire didn't it?' Jay said.

'It did, yes.'

'You taste amazing, Filthy Girl.'

'She does, doesn't she?' Greg said with a smirk.

Greg was sitting on the bed, stroking himself slowly.

'I want to be spit roasted,' I almost whispered.

'Of course you do, Filthy Girl.'

'But Jay, will you suck Greg for a bit first?'

'Mmmm yes, but I'll save his glorious cum for your cunt.'

Greg moved across the bed and leaned back against the headboard. His throbbing cock looked fit to burst and Jay knelt between Greg's legs and looked at me before opening his mouth wide. He plunged his lips down over Greg's delicious cock and took him in whole.

'Ughhhhhh,' Greg gasped.

He threw his head back and closed his eyes. His hands rested either side of his body on the bed. I wondered if he wanted to hold Jay's head but felt he shouldn't.

'Fucking hell,' I murmured.

I didn't close my eyes. I watched intently as my friend deep throated my lover's cock.

Jay slurped at Greg's cock and I knelt next to Greg and took his hand and put it on my breast. He opened his eyes and smiled as he squeezed and pinched my nipple. The sucking and teasing of Greg's cock was amazing for us both to watch and Jay released him and began to stroke his glistening shaft slowly.

'I think we need to spit roast Filthy Girl now,' he said with a grin.

I manoeuvred myself to the middle of the bed and got onto all fours. Jay stood at the end of the bed and Greg knelt behind me. His hands clasped my hips.

'Come on then, Jay, let's give her what she wants. She's such a filthy slut,' Greg said.

I felt the tip of Greg's cock against my cunt as he wiped it against my entrance. Jay stood with his cock in his hand.

'Open wide,' he said.

Simultaneously, Jay slid his cock into my mouth and Greg slowly pushed himself into my cunt. Greg fucked me slowly and deeply, allowing me to savour the stretch and every delicious thrust.

Jay held my head and I licked and sucked his cock and played with his balls with one hand. I could just about steady myself on the bed with one hand as Greg continued with steady strokes deep inside me. Soon, we settled into a perfect rhythm and Greg fucked my cunt as I sucked Jay. My chin was wet and my tits swung free. I was in my element and felt incredible. After a while, Greg's grip tightened on my hips and he slammed his thighs against me as he fucked me. I released Jay's cock, I wanted his cum inside me too and I needed to support my body with both arms. Jay held my shoulders as he watched Greg who came with an almighty grunt.

'Oh Claire! Ohmigod,' he cried.

Greg continued to push himself into me until he was spent.

'God, that was hot!' Jay said excitedly.

'I thought I was never going to stop cumming,' Greg said with a laugh.

'It's your turn, Jay. Fill her with your cum now.'

'Mmmm ride my cock, Filthy Girl.'

Jay lay down and I shimmied across the bed and straddled him, Greg's cum was running out of me as I lowered myself down onto Jay's cock. I held onto the headboard and Jay's hands cupped my tits. He played with my nipples and I looked into his eyes as I rode him. I slid up and down his cock, taking him deep inside me, my pussy was lubricated with my juices mixed with Greg's cum.

'That feels amazing,' Jay gasped. 'Your cum soaked cunt taking a second load. It's fucking sexy.'

'Make me cum, you filthy slut,' he continued.

'You feel gorgeous, Jay,' I looked into my friend's eyes as I rode him.

To the outside world, I was just a normal, middle aged woman. I revelled in my alter ego, my ex husband would die if he knew about my recent antics. Knowing that turned me on even more. Up and down I slid on Jay's cock as he squeezed my tits and looked into my eyes.

'Take his cum like a good slut, Claire,' Greg encouraged as he enjoyed the view.

Jay played with my nipples and I slid up and down his cock until he began to thrust his hips and pushed himself even deeper inside me. He moved his hands to my hips and squeezed my cheeks hard as he began to moan. As he called my name, with a series of deep thrusts, he came.

'Claire! Fuck! Uuurrrgghhh.'

He panted as his delicious seed filled my cunt and my body slowed.

'Mmmmm I loved that!' I said breathlessly.

'I thought it would be fun, but it was incredibly erotic,' Greg said.

As I carefully climbed off Jay, cum dribbled from me again.

'It was as hot and sexy as we hoped, wasn't it Claire?' agreed Jay.

'A dream come true. Thank you, both of you.'

I trailed my fingers over my inner thighs which were now plastered with mixed cum.

The three of us lay back against the pillows completely sated and relaxed. I looked across to Greg and then to Jay. Taking their now flaccid cocks in my hands I squeezed them gently and smiled to myself. I hoped this wouldn't be the last time I would have both hands full of dick.

The End