First time every telling this story “publicly” so please be kind!
I (at the time a 21 year old white guy) was in art school and coming out of a long term relationship with a very sexy woman with whom I had explored many firsts. She was the first partner who insisted I learn how to properly go down on a woman and our hours upon hours of focused practice had awoken in me a deep love of pleasing and the sexy ecstasy of watching a partner cum from your attention.
That love of pleasing and the teases of power dynamics involved in her (and now my) love of facesitting piqued my curiosity to dig deeper. Thanks probably in part to the sexual fluidity and non-judgmental environment of arts school and college in general, I became curious about what it’d be like to be with another man. In part it was straight curiosity but more so I knew the power women had and the focal point they became when they gave me blowjobs. I became fascinated about what it’d be like to combine my love of oral with my love of pleasing a partner in general with the tactile feedback and power of a hard cock in my mouth.
Curiosity led to exploration and before long I was chatting and getting to know an older couple (late 40’s) from several hours away but who came into my city every couple of months for a mini vacation. They were experienced swingers and both were eagerly bisexual.
On their next trip into the city, they suggested we meet up to see if we all clicked and take things from there. They invited me to their hotel where I met the husband down in the lobby bar. He was thin, handsome, and had the professional sort of look of a doctor. He said she was running behind getting showered and would join us in a bit. We made small talk over a drink or two as he checked in on his phone for her progress. Eventually she texted him suggesting we just meet her up at the room if all was going well. He asked if I was comfortable and wanted to join him up there and I eagerly accepted.
I awkwardly tried to continue the small talk in the elevator and into the room though in hindsight his confidence and easy way was a huge help to make the whole thing feel comfortable. Once in the room, his wife greeted us with big hugs. She was gorgeous – curvy in the best of ways with medium length brown hair, intense eyes, and a devious sort of smile made all the sexier by her French-Canadian accent. She had stayed casual in a modest but sexy night gown. She invited me to sit on the bed and take my jacket and shoes off. We all chatted a bit longer as I got comfortable and sat back against the head board. She sat at the room’s desk chair and he came to sit next to me on the bed. As the small talk grew dull, she announced she wanted to watch for a bit and told her husband to kiss me. He asked if he could and on my nod, he took my head in his hand and leaned in to kiss me. It was a weird sensation at first as I had never felt another mans stubble on my face but as his hands pulled me in the experience grew all the more exciting.
From there he slowly starting letting his hands wander and explore my body which I responded to in kind with hesitant wandering of my own as he started to undress me. That excited me but also reminded me of my initial purpose in being there – getting a cock into my mouth.
In part worried that my young gun excitement would lead to a quick conclusion to any attention on me first, I picked up my feeling of his body and awkwardly tried to pull his shirt and pants off. Seeing my eagerness, his wife encouraged us and off her voice, I looked over to see her starting to touch herself idly as she watched. Once he helped remove his outer layers, I was left stroking him over his underwear – a surreal feeling as the first new cock I’d ever touched. Too eager to tease much, I pulled the underwear down and he sprang up. A modestly sized, handsome cut penis just waiting for my attention.
From there I leaned down and starting doing my bed to attend to this hard cock I had been so eager to swallow. Both of them have me pointers before he then offered to lead by example on me. Around the time he pulled my cock towards his mouth, the bed moved under the weight of a third person joining us. She crawled over to me and planted a firm and sloppy kiss on me as he took my cock into his mouth. She and I then started making out. By the time she thrust her delicious looking nipple in my face for attention, I was getting close to cumming. I took my mouth off her just long enough to warn him and he doubled down sucking hard as my eyes rolled back in an incredible release.
Embarrassed how quick it had been, I apologized and they both just laughed, assuring me it was very sexy and I had nothing to be sorry about but simply it was time for me to go to work paying back the favor. With that, she pulled my hair down towards her pussy and suggested I get to work while pulling my hand over to his still hard cock. Now with a face full of (by now very wet) pussy and a hand full of cock, I was very pleased with my lot in life.
From here a long evening becomes a bit of a blur of sucking and licking and kissing and sharing a blowjob with her then having her climb on top of me. It all didn’t slow down until the next and most unexpected first of the evening.
After I had cum for probably the fifth or sixth time that night – this time into a condom while she sat in my lap and we ground on each other as he watched, she looked in my eyes and in between wet kisses whispered to ask whether her husband could fuck me. In hindsight I’m not sure I really had even thought about it or understood the question but I was so cum drunk by then that I was turning to sexy butter… she then encouraged me onto my stomach and over to the side of the bed so my feet just barely touched the floor. She sort of laid on top of me to kiss me again as her hands slid to tease my butt. He then got in front of us both so we could lick and suck on him while she slowly and teasingly started to finger my ass.
Once she felt I was sufficiently lubed up and warmed up, they switched positions. He stood up and put a condom on while she sat in front of me to encourage and offer up her pussy again as a place to “rest” my head. As I started to bury myself in her pleasure, I felt a sharp pressure back there. He then ground up and down my ass a bit and – feeling me pushing back and moaning in eagerness into her pussy, he started to push in. Too turned on and drunk on pleasure to fully appreciate I was being fucked for the first time, he started slow before increasing his rhythm all the way to orgasm after who knows how long. We all then collapsed into a pile of snuggling until I eventually said I should be getting home.
And that was my first introduction to the fun and excitement and adventure of being a bisexual male and so much more as time went on both with that couple and beyond!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dxajzv/older_couple_mf_opens_my_world_bi_mmf_first_time
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Very sexy story! I love reading other peoples first times!