We had just met [MF] [MFM]

We had just met.

Despite previously talking to Jin via email, we had just met.  Jin was married to Umi, and they were exploring their sexuality.  They liked the idea of swinging and curious about cuckold relationships but didn’t know where they wanted to go with it.  I liked that they both seemed to be on the same page and going into deeper facets of their sexuality with their eyes open.

We had just met, but I had watched Umi work the room.  She was expressive, nervously talkative, and cute.  Jin was always by her side, but let her do most of the work.  He was there for her, but she was in charge.  She was clearly looking for something.  I think girls that take charge of the situation are undeniably sexy.

No formal introductions were ever made.  I never shook Jin’s hand, nor asked if I could get Umi a drink.  Watching how they acted and approached guys and couples was enough.  If they didn’t know who I was, they would hopefully find out soon enough.

Gauging the speed of when to act is an inexact science.  Make your move too quickly, and you’ll be brushed off.  Make it too late, and you’ll have missed your chance.  My timing is off more often than not, but at least I try to make an effort to get it right.  It’d be an interesting experiment to see if somebody trying to get timing right succeeds more than somebody who is oblivious, but that’s another idea altogether.

Sticking with my “plan” I talked to other people.  Umi wasn’t the only one who knew how to work a room.  Some people know a lot about a little.  Others know a little about a lot.  I try to do both, but this was clearly a time to know a little about a lot.  Umi was flirting.  Jin was watching.  Jake was flirting as well, but keeping an eye on Umi.  Umi liked whoever she was talking with.

Umi took the guy she was flirting with by the hand.  They walked away, with Jin following.  In many cases this would be a bad thing.  It would have meant that I would have missed my chance.  But I knew the look in Umi’s eye.  She was on the prowl and being encouraged by her husband.  This guy was a first drink, an appetizer.  He would take the edge off.  Despite the fact that we had just met, I was happy to see her go fuck another guy.

My small talk had paid off too.  There was a girl on her knees in front of me, sucking my cock.  She had heard rumors… whispers.  She didn’t want me so much as she wanted to try me, which I was fine with.  I had a girl on her knees sucking my cock.  She could do whatever she wanted.

The blowjob was meant to excite me.  Entice me.  It did.  Her lips, tongue and hands got me hard in a matter of minutes.  She was on her knees and looked up at me.  I look back and smiled.  She kept her eyes fixed on me, and took off her skirt and panties.  I grabbed a condom.

“Turn around.”

She smiled and bent over as I put the condom on.  Her legs were short and not very well toned.  I grabbed her ass and slammed into her.  Very wet.  Sucking my cock turned both of us on it seemed.  My mind was wandering though.  I could hear Umi.  Her appetizer was fucking her.  I’m sure Jin was watching.

My passenger was extremely passive.  She wanted to try the Jake ride, and I was happy to oblige.  But Umi was who I wanted.  We hadn’t even met and I was already getting off to her.

I give my passenger about ten minutes.  She came twice during this.  I don’t get off.  One shouldn’t get full before dinner.  I had an extremely cute Chinese girl to fuck, and a husband to simultaneously turn on/make jealous.

The passenger goes to freshen up, and I take the condom off.  Then it’s my turn to freshen up a bit and find another condom.  Umi’s appetizer was still hard at work.  I admired his effort.

Condom retreived.  Cock still pointing skyward.  Appetizer still banging Umi.  I take a seat and watch the show.  Jin is in boxers and totally getting off watching the appetizer appetize. I start slowly stroking my cock, and greedily shift the attention.  Jin stares at my cock.  Which in turn makes Umi stare at my cock.  Which in turn stops the appetizer’s momentum.  He stares at my cock took, gets off of Umi, and chuckles.

“Oh, I see.”

And walks away.  I smile, stand up, and walk over to where Umi is half sitting/half reclining.  My cock hovers above her.

“May I?”

She looks over at Jin who I’m sure is having sensory overload at this point.  Umi looks back at me and nods.  She clearly loves being the center of attention and having a steady stream of guy literally queuing up to fuck her.

I put the condom on and slide the length of my cock all the way inside her.  Several things hit me immediately.  #1 Appetizer did a good job of warming her up.  He used lube as well, which was appreciated.  #2 Umi was ridiculously tight.  I never saw Jin’s cock, but if he followed the stereotypes about Southeast Asian men, I wouldn’t be surprised.  The appetizer’s cock wasn’t particularly substantial either, which brought a particularly interesting thought into my head.  While Umi clearly wasn’t a virgin, there was a possibility that I was fucking her deeper than she’d ever had before.  While the first five or six inches of her vagina may have been well-fucked, the back few may have been virginal.

Generally I prefer fucking sluts.  Tends to work out better for both of us.  And I’ve never experienced a problem where I’ve thought a girl felt loose.  But on the other side of the coin, I’ve had my share of virgins as well.  And Umi was tighter than all of them.  She was simultaneously a virgin and a slut.  Hard to believe, but that’s how it felt.  Her body had a deathgrip on my cock.  It was at the same time disturbing and incredibly erotic.  I had never felt anything like it. I needed to slow down for a second.

My body rises up off of her.  Jin is staring at Umi’s pussy getting stretched out.  We had just met and I was fucking his wife deeper than she had ever had before.  He may have been getting off on that more than I was.  To be honest, I didn’t know how much longer I could last.  Umi’s pussy was focused on squeezing my cock as hard as it could.

Her eyes were closed, and her hands in fists.  I could make out beads of sweat forming on her brow.  Her breathing was short, and her muscles were tense.  Mine were as well.  I felt like I had barely warmed up and already we were peaking.  So I decided to hell with it, and just fucked her hard.  Might as well get our orgasms to happen at around the same time to avoid discomfort.

It took maybe thirty seconds longer.  I explode with a hungry roar.  Her body simply releases, and our muscles turn to mush.

We had just met, but our bodies seemed to have been waiting for each other.  Their dance was elegant and composed, while on the outside we twisted and contorted.  Our internal harmony was beautiful, and nobody knew it but Umi and I.

It is a secret that we will forever share.

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