Bye Bi Baseball

We met Scott through our couple's profile on Feeld. We were looking for MMF threesomes but so many messages were coming in it was hard to keep track of who's profile said what. Heather and I are situationally bi, but we're open to anything, and Heather thought his profile picture was cute. She was the one who first replied to his message in our inbox. After a few messages that made for easygoing conversation chatting as a group, He was very interested in getting together quickly, not overly so, but struck the right balance, which is the first gate that we have found is a good indication that he will be a good match for us. We already had plans to go to the local casino on Friday night with other friends, and offered that we could meet up with him there later. He told us that it was the casino he goes to when he plays slots, and we were all soon anticipating good things for Friday night. We have had some very disappointing results from our search over the previous six months. We were not disappointed at all Saturday morning....

For those who don't know our story or have not followed our other adventures (some here: ), Heather and I have been married for over two decades, have 5 children (young adults now), live in bucolic Western Washington, had a great, fun relationship over the years, and yes, an adventurous sex life. Our marriage began as quite traditional including solidly monogamous, until a two-year spontaneous polyamorous relationship began in year 15. The last year has been the pursuit of ENM/CNM experiences, specifically MMF threesomes.

We said "goodbye" to our other friends about 8:30, sat and had a bite to eat, then went to the bar we had agreed to meet at around 9:30. Scott arrived right on time. He's tall, 6'4", a former Major League Baseball player (three years with the Tampa Bay Rays), now in his late 30s, divorced, with two preteen daughters he shares custody of. He bought us another round of drinks, and we sat and chatted for half an hour; the sexual tension was very high between us. Heather had worn a short moss green dress with spaghetti straps, and just looked gorgeous. unbeknownst to me, the two of them had had a sexy phone chat earlier that morning where he had told her she was not to wear panties, and she complied. My wife has a praise kink; in that way, she also gets off on being told what to do. Another round of drinks was ordered when Scott suggested we go play slots. At the bar, he had already been touching Heather, and she was definitely responding well.

Things continued like that as we bopped around the casino for the next couple of hours. I was so turned on seeing the two of them, the temperature clearly rising before we ended up in a quiet corner at the end of a row of slots. Two more rounds of drinks there, Heather was in very good spirits, and all of us were feeling very horny. Returning with the second round, I paused as I approached and saw Heather now sitting on Scott's lap in front of the slot machine, slowly grinding up and down. Setting the drinks down, I stood behind them, and within a minute, Heather had her first orgasm, rubbing herself against Scott's thigh. Her body shook, he had one hand on her bare thigh under her dress, and a second hand down her top tweaking her left nipple.

As her orgasm subsided, I looked at the screens of the slot mavchines, then up at the ceiling at the six cameras that would have had a view of the activites. Between the two machines, Heather and Scott had rung up $1500 in winnings, including two small "Jackpots" which led to a short discussion on how much control the guys with the security cameras back in the video room have over rewarding players! It was now midnight, and Heather said she was hungry, so we cashed out, went to the bar, which happened to be close to the front desk of the attached hotel. Putting his arms around Heather and leaning in close, Scott said, "I'm going to check on getting a room for tonight". Heather nearly melted on the spot, clearly approving of that plan of action.

Scott returned with hotel keys in hand. We took our food to go and were soon on an elevator to the top floor. As soon as the door closed, Scott pushed Heather up against the wall, their mouths together, he pinned her arms above her head, and they made out the entire ride, his hand gliding up underneath the hem of her dress along her thigh. Taking the keys, I led us to room 431, corner room, top floor, perfect. His hand in hers, Scott led Heather to the bed while I locked the door and put down the to-go bag. Again, Scott had the perfect balance, matching intensity with need and patience, drawing out multiple small tremors from Heather, still wearing her dress. That ever-present moment of awkwardness that happens when getting naked with a first-time partner was soon swept away. He and I undressed slowly, taking turns touching, kissing, licking Heather. Her dress was now bunched up around her waist, her lovely tits out to fondle, bite, and suck on, when Scott discarded his boxers, revealing a long, thick cock hanging low. Climbing back on the bed, he began to fondle himself while fingering Heather. My own cock had been straining and hard for most of the last two hours; seeing my wife turned on is my favorite place to be.

Scott had already done so throughout the night, but intensified his compliments of Heather and how beautiful she is, how much he loved her body, and how hot and wet her pussy is. Heather was thrashing about, moaning loudly, begging him for more, telling us how hard and when she was cumming.

And she did.

Over and over and over. Each time announcing its arrival with a loud series of "Oh! OH! No!! No!!! Don't stop! Oh Fuck! Ahhhhhhhh! Oh fuck, I'm cumming so hard... right now! Right... NOWWWW! Ohhhhh, oh FUCKKKKKK! AHHHHHHHH!"

Heather had already cum a few times, but this time, him naked and stroking his cock, two fingers roughly fucking her pussy, me pinching her nipples, Heather's orgasm was more like a detonation. Her scream came from deep in her chest, her body lifted full off the mattress from her convulsions. Hot, clear cum sprayed from her pussy around Scott's long fingers that still pumped hard in and out of her, drenching his hand, arm, the bed, and Heather's waded up dress. Secondary explosions rocked Heather for several minutes as Scott continued his fingering, delicious wet sounds accompanied his every, hard stroke.

"Good girl, Heather, good girl squirting when you came, I love that your pussy can do that. Now get over here, I want you to suck my cock while Von fucks your wet pussy Heather."

He was so good at telling her what he wanted her to do she and praising her for doing it. And yes, at the same time, he was telling me what to do as well, but did it in such a completely respectful way, no power over me, it was all focused on Heather. I knew it, she knew it and it is just the thing we thought was too much to hope for.

Heather rolled onto her stomach and began sucking his cock, hungrily, with desire, still high from her series of orgasms. I lifted my thighs over hers and pressed my hard cock between her legs, sinking into Heather's pussy, and began to pump into her.

"Get my dick hard, Heather, while Von is fucking you... you like having two dicks inside you?" Scott asked her. Heather moaned around his cock. "Don't cum Von, and don't let her cum until she gets my dick hard. Get your mouth down on my cock, get me hard so I can fuck that nice pussy."

We went like that for a good long time, her sucking him, me fucking her, until she would moan, come off his cock and start bouncing her hips up and down... and I would pull out. Heather would groan loudly in frustration, then thrust her ass up and towards me, wanting my cock back in her pussy.

"You want to cum Heather?" Scott would tease her, "Suck my cock, get me hard and I will fuck you. Your mouth is incredible, you're making me hard, I want to be really hard though, you're doing it, just a little more... Von will keep you right in the edge, ready to cum when I am fucking you. I know you want it like that, keep going down on me... good girl."

Only he couldn't quite get there.

When he did tell her to roll over after probably 15 minutes and he got between her legs, with my front row view, he was semi hard (but big) but he kept jacking himself. He ground himself against her and she was moaning, whispering "Yes! Yes!", then he backed up and slid into her about halfway in one smooth stroke.

""Awwww, oh Heather you feel so good squeezing my cock, you're so wet."

Heather was breathless and thrusting "I'm... always... weeeeetttt...."

They began to get in to a rhythm of slow fucking but his dick kept bending, Heather was loosing her mind though, with only half of him inside her, and him still praising her.

He slipped out and reached down to reinsert himself but Heather was still humping her hips, willing him back. I had the thought of reaching down and guiding him but he had introduced himself as "straight", and we hadn't really talked about what level of touching him he was comfortable with. He did get back in here but he was even softer now and it wasn't long before he slipped out again.

Scott, slid back on the bed and stroking himself, "I want you to suck my cock again Heather."

"I want to suck you both, at the same time." Heather replied.

"Oh that's hot!" said Scott

Scott and I were on our knees, our thighs and hips now touching, Heather on her knees and one elbow in front of us. She started with Scott, his cock straightening and swelling visually as she went back and forth between us. Soon she was able to take both of us in her mouth at the same time, then rubbing the heads of our cocks together. That was an easy and sure way to break the touch barrier, and it clearly turned him on as he was soon pretty hard again - the hardest he had been.

"Come here!" Scott, grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the bed, rolling her over. He sank hard into her and began fucking her - hard. Heather was cumming over and over, he was ferocious, she was soon pushed off the bed, her body hanging nearly to the floor with him holding her thighs up. After about twenty minutes her body just sort of went limp, an overload of sensation, and a bad body position. Scott let up on his fucking and we guided her to the floor and let her catch her breath there.

We took a water and snack break, it had been about an hour since we had started, but it wasn't long before he told her to get him hard with her mouth again while I fucked her.

I was fucking her doggy style with her sucking him in front of me. He kept telling us how good we looked and how he was so glad that we had invited him to be with us, we certainly were glad to.

When he was hard Scott pulled Heather up onto him and told her to sit on his cock. She loves that position. Soon she was riding him and thrusting her hips, loudly cumming while I watched the two of them. Then Scott did something that Heather has never experienced: he started fingering her throat. There isn't too many places on her body that don't have some sensual response if touched in a certain way, but her nipples, her face and mouth definitely have a direct line to her pussy. Her "deep-throat" practice happily revealed that she gets really turned on by deep, sloppy wet oral, and with Scott's long fingers now fucking her throat while she rode him, her orgasms came one after the other. Her pussy spasms would push his cock out, and she would grab his wet cock and push him back in. It was the most erotic vision.

Heather needed another break after that and we paused to eat, drink some water and go to the bathroom. Scott went on and on about how sexy he thought we were, kept telling Heather how "... absolutely gorgeous" she is, and how he thought that a husband who shares his wife because he loves seeing her satisfied was the "... coolest thing". He really does get us.

It was after two in the morning, Scott and I were laying side-by-side against the headboard, slowly stroking our semi-hard cocks. We started off again with Heather slowly giving him head. He kept up the hot talk, telling her that we were going to "dominate her", telling her that we were both going to cum in her and that she was going to love the feeling of it. I had been hard for hours, and I was certainly looking forward to what he was describing. Only he was not getting hard. Things had gone so well, all of us had found the different boundaries (the word "moist" had been uttered, and banned STRONGLY by Heather), everyone was in a real comfortable place, and Scott seemed to know to push a little further. His words got dirtier, he got a bit rougher and started telling heather to do more things to me while he fingered her pussy and mouth. He stroked himself and would get a little hard, start fucking Heather then get soft again. I kept thinking that I could help, I really wanted to suck his cock, it was just beautiful, but we hadn't talked about that and... well, not something that a guy just does out of the blue. He knew that I did suck cock and that Heather liked watching me, still it was a question.

"Heather, I really want to taste your beautiful pussy, come up and sit on my face." he said.

"Oh yes, I want to ride your mouth, is that okay?" Heather was breathless and so turned on. Oral is not usually a way that she can cum, but she does still enjoy it.

She was soon grinding her pussy on his face, moaning as he squeezed and twisted her tits roughly then grabbed her ass pressing his fingers deep into her skin. His cock was pointed up up at me and would twitch and roll, then flop against his thigh. I knew it was just nerves. He was just in his head about not being able to really get hard. So? I went for it. I took his semi-soft cock in my hand and began stroking him. I spit in my hand, then on his cock before starting to jack him off.

"OH GOD, Heather! He is playing with my cock! That's it Von, it feels so good,... suck it, I want you to suck my cock!"

I pulled myself between his legs and started sucking him. In less than a minute he was hard in my mouth.

"Oh, that feels so good Von, suck that cock, oh yes... so fucking good. YES, like that ohhhhh.... Heather you husband is sucking my cock, he's taking it all the way in his throat... I can't believe you guys, you are both so goddamn sexy!" Scott continued his praise and I kept up my blowjob until he was the hardest he had been that I had seen all night. Heather had turned around and was watching me until she also was ready for more.

"Scott, fuck me. Fuck me... I want you." she hissed.

We kept at it for another hour, him fucking her, me fucking her, him fingering her while she sucked me, me sucking him, Heather and I sucking him together. It was so fucking hot.

There was a point where Heather was laying on him while I fucked her from behind, and I was ready to cum. "Cum Von, Cum in her pussy." Scott said. It was so erotic to be fucking my wife and then cumming while she was sandwiched between me and another guy.

And clearly Scott found it also very arousing. As I sat back, his dick was very hard underneath Heather. He said, "I want to fuck you now Heather, come with me...." and he led her to the chair in front of the window that was open to the parking lot four stories below. "Sit on me..." he directed, "... let me fuck you." They fucked in front of that window for 20 minutes. I don't know if Scott ever came that night, but his dick was soft - and still huge, when they eventually got up from the chair.

We had come in the room at 12:15 am, it was 4:15 am when we left. We came home, slept two hours before she had to get up for her shift. Heather and I had the biggest grins for the next 24 hours, and every now and then one of us would just chuckle at the memories of that night. It was, wild, crazy, so hot and we couldn't wait to do it again, so we made plans to meet up again on Sunday... but that will be a part II.