A New World

I'm nothing much to look at. Just average and I'm rapidly approaching my sell by date. All of my friends are either married with kids or just about to marry. I, on the other hand am still single. Like I've mentioned, I'm just average. You could describe me as having a mum bod but I don't have kids. I came up with a plan, I gave away the goods on a regular basis, hoping that at least one of the blokes would stay, for more than a couple of days at least. In hindsight, not the best idea. To add to my looks, I now have a fairly substantial body count. Not the best combination as a selling point to a prospective husband.

So, I continue to go to friends weddings, often as the maid of honour, because they take pity on me. That's how it was at Stephanie's wedding. The ceremony was nice enough. At all of the receptions, I hit the buffet and the bar and hope that someone is pissed enough to fuck me. On this occasion it didn't happen but something much more interesting did.

I'd noticed during the church service that a bloke was paying more attention to me, than to what was going on with the bride, groom and vicar. It was the same at the reception. A bit pissed off, I walked over and confronted him.

"What's your problem." I said rather gruffly.

"No problem at all. I was just working out how to approach you."

"Huh."

He'd thrown me a bit. Usually, the blokes I attract just walk right up to me, assuming, probably correctly, that I'd be grateful for any attention. He'd been holding back. That was a first. It turned out that he is Gerry, one of Stephanie's cousins. A few years older than me but nice enough. Even after a few drinks, when we were dancing he didn't try to grab my arse. I was struggling a bit to work it out. I'd got so used to the rapid and overtly sexual approach, I didn't really know what to do. Between dances we sat and talked. Single. A good start. Divorced, OK not really an issue. Much as an older virgin would have been interesting, I'd rather have someone who knew how to please. If I was expecting to be pleased that night, I was disappointed. Actually, I wasn't. It made a change to meet someone who was interested in me, for me and not what I was willing to give them. We swapped numbers and after the last dance of the night, we exchanged a kiss.

I wanted to know more, as this looked promising. I couldn't really interrupt Stephanie's honeymoon but I know her sister Hannah. A couple of days after the wedding I phoned to get more details. The answers were, sweet, polite but with some interesting tastes. She wouldn't elaborate but it was apparently the reason for his divorce. With my kind of mind, I had visions of BDSM. That brought back some memories I'd rather forget. I didn't want to be pushy and was a little worried about 'interesting tastes'.

It was nearly a week before he called me, with an invitation to dinner at a restaurant. He picked me up in a taxi. Even getting out to open the door for me. I got the impression he didn't want to talk in front of the driver, so conversation was limited to, how have you been? busy? You look nice etc.

Seated at our table, he came out with it,

"Hannah phoned me. She probably left you with as many questions as you got answers. I'm up front and honest about everything, so I don't want there to be any misunderstandings."

"You want to tie me up and cane my bum."

He was trying to be serious but after that, there was no way.

"I will if you want me to but that's going to do nothing for me and I guess not much for you either. Pain doesn't come into it. I like to do it the same as most people but I also like to watch. I'll come clean. Katie and I got into swinging. I loved watching her with other men and couples. She loved one couple so much, she left me. Shit happens, as they say. It hasn't stopped me wanting something similar. That's what Hannah described as interesting tastes."

"Is anyone going to want me with you watching?"

"You bet. Don't put yourself down."

"Hannah probably didn't tell you about me. Which was nice of her. I've probably slept with more men than the most avid swinger. I'm not proud of it but since we are being honest, you deserve to know. A desperate act from a desperate woman."

"A match made in heaven."

"More like a match made in the other place."

"That sounds like a lot more fun."

We ate quickly and left early, both of us eager to see if this was going to be to our liking. He gave me the option of going back to mine, if I felt safer there. I was sensing something good for a change, so I took the plunge and we went to his place. A good job really, I hadn't tidied up at home, it wouldn't have created a good impression. His place is nothing special, just a fairly nondescript semi detached house, like all of the others in the area.

I was expecting a rapid strip and fuck, as that was what usually happened. Gerry had other ideas. Despite our ages and previous experience, this was the full on boyfriend experience. Kissing and cuddling on the sofa. Some manual exploration over our clothes. He seemed pleased to have erected my nipples. He didn't even seem bothered as he ran his hand over my muffin top. I'll admit to being impressed by the bulge in his trousers. I've had more than thirty cocks, I've stopped counting. All shapes and sizes. Most average, a couple disappointing but this felt decent.

In the spirit of how we'd begun, it was like going back more than a decade, gradually, hands inserted inside each other's clothes. My boobs are fairly large and I don't like the way they sag. My nipples on the other hand aren't bad. I like them and so it turned out did Gerry.

I'm a sucker, literally, for a circumcised cock. I love to see what I'm getting, right out of the gate. Those lovely, slightly pointed purple heads, get me wet. Extracting Gerry's I'm glad to report was to my liking. Not massive, just above average, with a fabulous looking knob, which began weeping as I brushed his shaft and balls with my fingers. However, I wasn't about to let him go off too soon.

He wanted his turn too. What can I say. I'm no neat, tight young woman down there. However, trying to keep up with trends, I shave regularly. BBP is how I like to describe it, big, beautiful pussy. Thick pussy lips surrounding a long slit and a fairly prominent clit hood. It's out and proud. At least that's how I see it. Some of the men I've been with haven't been so positive.

This was so nostalgic. I think the last time I'd rubbed a cock, while someone fingered my pussy was an early boyfriend in the back row of the cinema. I don't think that Gerry was feeling much different.

We didn't make it much further. Only as far as the rug on the floor. The pair of us both still fully dressed. My boobs hanging out slightly and his cock sticking out of his trousers. I pulled my knickers aside and we fucked right there on the floor. His size, just right for me. What he did with it felt different. He didn't just thrust into me like almost everyone I've ever been with. His strokes were deliberate and considered. He watched my reactions and responded to them. God knows what he was doing but it was great. It didn't really feel like fucking, almost something else entirely. For the first time in my life, I came from a blokes cock. No fingers on my clit, either mine or his. I pulled him tight to my chest. A sign of my gratitude. Without realising it, I'd made it more difficult for him to cum but he did, not long afterwards. Even after he had, he continued to jerk and thrust for several minutes.

With his forearms on the floor beside me and my grip relaxed. He looked down at me. We were both grinning like little kids. We kissed. Several minutes passed.

"Want to move somewhere more comfortable?" He asked.

He knelt and finally stood, holding out a hand to help me up. I smirked. His limp dick was still poking out of his trousers.

"In you go fella." He said, scooping it back inside and zipping up.

He showed me upstairs and pointed out the bathroom and his bedroom.

"You said you like to watch. Want to see what you're signing up for?"

I didn't wait for a reply. I undid the remaining buttons of my dress, unhooked my bra and pulled down my pants. I wiggled my bum as I walked to the bathroom. The activity downstairs had got us both rather more hot and sweaty than either of us had imagined. He took up my invitation. He too had removed his clothes and stood in the middle of the bathroom watching me getting all soapy. I always think this feels sensual. I've frequently felt a compulsion to masturbate in the shower and always give in to the feeling. For his benefit as much as mine, I made a show of massaging BBP. As I did, I gave him the derivation of the name, which he heartily approved of. He didn't need to tell me. His cock pointing at the ceiling was a dead giveaway.

We swapped places. While I got dry, he gave me the three hundred and sixty degree view and washed his cock in the same way I'd treated my pussy.

In his bed, it was clear that we were going to do it again but I wanted to talk as well. He was a little shocked that the orgasm I'd had was my first ever penetrative one.

"I'm sure we can add to your tally."

To this point I'd been a serial fornicator. One man after another. I wanted to know more about his past life.

"Katie wanted more cock."

"Greedy. You've got plenty."

"She wasn't bothered about size, it was more about numbers. She didn't have any problems attracting attention."

"Jealous."

"Don't be. It all started off fine. She'd find someone, after a bit of negotiation, she, he and me would have sex. We found a few like minded men and couples. It was amazing. They were all really friendly. There was no pressure, no judgement, do what you want by mutual consent. That's when I found out that I actually liked being on the outside looking in, just as much as being right in the mix. I'd wank, a woman would wank or suck me, while I watched one or more guys fucking Katie. She was more than happy with that."

"Sounds like you had fun. What went wrong?"

"She thought she'd like to try a woman. That was alright for a while too. Until we met Annie and Jake. Young nympho and big cock. I didn't get a look in and she didn't want to leave. That was three years ago and the three of them still live together."

"Oh."

"I'm over it but recreating what went before, hasn't been possible."

"So you want to watch me with other men. Is that what you're saying."

"Sounds horrible, when you put it like that."

"If they're anything like you, I'll give it a go. I've had plenty but none were any good."

That was the beginning of my new life. It was sealed with another incredible fuck. Not many men have fancied going down on BBP. Gerry loved it and had me begging for cock. I must have cum seven or eight times before he relented and eased himself into me. I still haven't worked out what he does but he got me off with just his cock, yet again.

In the morning, after breakfast, he dropped me home and said he'd be in touch. His call when it came, sounded interesting. Pack for the weekend and he'd pick me up on Friday evening.

I packed what passes for my sexy undies and a couple of sets of clothes. He collected me from my office as he was heading home. Just the two of us. I helped him cook dinner, we sat, drank and talked. He explained that we'd have a couple of guests arriving just after lunch on Saturday. A couple? I pressed him. Two men as it transpired. Unlike Katie, I've no wish to eat pussy. Although, if it were physically possible, I'd love to give my own a go. A weird fantasy of mine. Although we shared a bed that night, we refrained from continuing our sexual journey, saving ourselves for tomorrow. Gerry was keeping mum about who would be arriving. I think that added to the excitement.

We had a nice chilled, late breakfast or brunch. Gerry 'supervised' me putting on my underwear. I wasn't used to being looked at in this fashion but I could get the hang of it. Hardly anyone, make that nobody I'd met, had ever spent so much time looking at my slightly lumpy bumpy body.

Just before one the doorbell rang and Gerry showed in a couple of men. Not at all what I was expecting. They say never make assumptions. They, whoever they are, were right. I was expecting men our age, late thirties, early forties. What I was looking at was one either side and not close at that. I was introduced to Darren who can't have been more than mid to late twenties. Dark, handsome with chiselled features. The other, Ted, had to be sixty if he was a day. A shock of grey hair, going on white. No taller than me, with a rather careworn, wrinkled face but a naughty looking twinkle in his eye.

A bit of chit chat but we all knew the score and why we were here. We retired to the bedroom. Fresh bedding put on this morning and a chair placed for Gerry to get the view he wanted. The four of us undressing at the same time all seemed very matter of fact. I left on my stockings and suspenders but removed my knickers and bra.

We three protagonists moved onto the bed and I hoped to hell that these two know how this worked as I didn't have a clue. Ted lifted my leg and had his head wedged between my thighs. In for a penny, in for a pound. I took Darren's knob in my mouth. He had looked about the same size as Gerry. As the blood began to flow, I realised I'd misjudged him. I began to wonder if even BBP was up to the task. As it was, I had a brief moment of panic wondering if my jaws were up to it.

Apart from last week with Gerry, my oral experiences had been brief. I just think I'd been unlucky. Not many of them wanted to go down on me and virtually all of them had cum quickly when I sucked them. In that moment, it was hard to concentrate fully. The two of them were more used to this than me. I couldn't help but cum. Ted was good. As good as Gerry had been. Bless him, Darren had a lot more control than anyone else I'd had in my mouth. If his ejaculation matched the size of his dick, I'd probably have drowned. So long did this go on, I wondered if he was able to cum at all. Meanwhile, Ted was proving to be an oral genius. I wasn't counting, just enjoying the repeated peaks.

At some signal between the two of them, there was some movement on the bed. My jaws were given some respite as Darren withdrew his cock. They swapped places. Ted was beside my head, hard and ready for action but he kept just out of reach. The reason soon became clear. Darren wasn't about to use his tongue.

"FUCK!"

BBP was faced with what was definitely it's biggest challenge.

"Great, isn't he." Ted said.

He didn't wait for an answer and his more manageable member entered my mouth. Darren may be big but he had finesse. If I'd been worried, I need not have been. He had the gear and knew how to use it. The slight upward curve of his shaft and the angle he was using repeatedly hit something inside me. Hard to describe but it was intensely pleasurable. As slow and deliberate as Gerry had been, he was driving me mad and he knew it. I wanted a massive orgasm and he was making me wait. My grunts and groans gave Ted a hint. Whether he did it out of politeness or it was what he and Gerry wanted to see, He pulled his cock out of my mouth, one brush of his knob and he shot his load over my tits. It was joined seconds later by another from Gerry who had climbed on beside him. When it came, the only description I have for my orgasm was monumental. It was followed seconds later by what I can only describe as a jet of cum which went right up my body.

I may have been absolutely plastered in cum but I couldn't have cared less. Our two new friends had done me in. I was totally spent but I've never felt so contented with a sexual experience. It had been incredible. I hope that they had enjoyed it as much as I had. It appeared that Gerry certainly had.

Gerry waddled off to fetch a towel. I don't think even he had considered how much cum there would be. While he was gone, a comment from Ted shook me.

"You should try him in your arse. It feels amazing."

I just looked at him open mouthed. I turned to look down the bed at Darren and he just winked. Something else I gave away too easily. Three weeks with one man and I thought he was the one. So I let him. Not unpleasant and at least he made sure I got off. Although, a week later he was gone. However, if anything he was only average. The thought of what Darren had, made my blood run cold. Whereas, it seemed to excite Ted no end.

Gerry returned and used the towel to clean me up, as best he could. The four of us took turns in the shower. The bathroom just large enough for us all to be there at once. We watched each other intently. Actually, rather an erotic situation. Three men, all here for my pleasure. Although, what Ted had said seemed to indicate that he and Darren also shared some sort of bond. Certainly an odd one.

Dressed in virtually nothing, we went back downstairs, where Gerry poured us drinks. All of this and it was only late afternoon. We lounged around, drinking and talking. Darren seemed rather quiet and rarely spoke. Ted on the other hand was keen to explore my sexual past and describe his. He's divorced. His wife found out about his sideline, being fucked by men.

"She wasn't too understanding. She called me every name under the sun, beat the crap out of me and threw all of my clothes out of the window. Seems funny now. It wasn't at the time. It wouldn't be easy to find any woman who would understand."

"I'm not sure I understand but it's not for me to say. It must have been difficult for her to give up what you can do with your tongue."

"Not really, she thought that was dirty."

"You can be dirty with me as many times as you want."

"He sucks as good as he licks." Darren said, opening up for the first time.

Not wanting to break the relaxed atmosphere, Gerry called out for a takeaway delivery. When we'd eaten, we had another drink. Feeling emboldened by their open attitude and a little by the alcohol, I asked,

"Can I watch you two?"

"Sure, if you want to." Ted said.

Gerry carried another chair up from the dining room and we sat side by side, while Ted and Darren used the bed. I watched as they sucked each other's cocks in a 69, before Ted proved that his arse was as big as his mouth. To that point, never in my wildest dreams, would I have thought of getting excited by watching two men fuck. Gerry and I were wanking each other. I came way too quickly. With Ted on his hands and knees, I could see his cock dripping fluid, as Darren pumped into he. He really did seem to be loving it. I couldn't help myself, I got up put my hand under Ted's belly and began stroking his cock.

"OK." Darren said, with a nod.

I upped my pace and Ted's cum coated my hand as Darren emptied his balls deep in his arse. Holy fuck that was such an unexpectedly turn on. I looked over at Gerry and he had cum all over his belly. Leaving the two friends, I returned to Gerry and sucked up what he'd just produced.

That was my introduction to a new and totally different world. We've had more weekends with Darren and Ted. Gerry came all over the three of us, as I had my first ever double penetration. I found the thought of it appealing. However, the thought was better than the reality. I just couldn't manage to cum. Just to make it crystal clear, Darren was in my pussy. I have thought about it, the other way round but that's as far as I got. Just never going to happen. Never say never but not yet.

Gerry has also introduced me to a couple called, John and Mary. Meeting them has done me the world of good. Mary is a larger lady and proud of it. She's not afraid to flaunt everything she's got. It has made me feel a whole lot better about myself. Perhaps that's why Gerry introduced us. There might be other reasons. John isn't as skilled in the oral department as the others but boy can he go. For a fifty something he could fuck for Britain. Gerry doesn't do too badly out of it either. There isn't much, if anything that Mary isn't up for. I must admit, that fucking in unison as swapped pairs has it's attraction. Although, on the whole I prefer the attentions of three men.

I may have been taken down from the shelf but Gerry is once bitten twice shy. I've moved in with him but we have no plans to marry. I can see it from his point of view. I don't mind in the slightest. I'm having the time of my life with a man who cares deeply for me. That is enough for me.