It wasn’t the first time you mentioned it.
“You know what I think about sometimes that would be really hot?”
“What’s that?”, I reply, knowing you’ve had plenty of shots while you’ve been working tonight.
“I wanna watch another guy suck your cock.”
I was a little taken back. Normally, these texts were a little more on the BDSM side. Choking, spanking, handcuffs. All the stuff we already did in our regular sex life.
“I dunno. I’ve never even thought about something like that. I’m not into guys at all.”
“Oh please baby!”, she pouts, “Sometimes I have fun like that too. I think you should too.”
I flashback to all the times she’s mentioned her curious nature. Parties where she’s had a few too many drinks and she’s made out with a girl she’s been talking to all night. Sometimes they kiss and their tongues touch. Other times she’s had a lot to drink and their hands end up down the front of each other’s pants. She’s never told me more than that though. I know for her; sexuality is a bit more fluid.
“I work at a gay bar and there’s another bartender here who is super bi. I don’t think it would be hard to convince him to join us sometime.”
I was stunned for a second. It has always been a quick mention that I brushed away. Maybe It was the booze I had been drinking at home. Maybe it was the fact that she has mentioned it for the fifth time in the last month.
“Would he come over after your shift tonight?”
“I’ll ask :)”, was all I got back for the rest of the night.
I sat in my apartment for the rest of the night, sipping whiskey and wondering what was going to happen next.
About an hour later, I heard my front door open. It was locked, but she had a key for the nights she worked late and wanted to sleep over. I figure to cost of having the extra key cut paid for itself the first time I woke up to her drunk sloppy lips, wrapped around my cock in the middle of the night.
She was giggling and heard another voice with hers. I couldn’t make out the words between them, but I could tell it was a guy. No doubt the guy she mentioned earlier in the night.
As I sat up in bed, she opened the bedroom door and stood there with her friend.
After her first shift bartending, she learned that it tips well to not dress conservatively. Even though it was a gay bar, that mean there were plenty of girls to ogle her as she went about making drinks. She was dressed head to toe in black. Short leather skirt that peaked a little bit of her tight ass. A turtle neck sweater that conveniently had a cut out around the chest area to show her ample cleavage; the fringe of her black lace bra, less peaking and more showing. Jeans that were probably a size too small, as the black lace fringe of her thong proudly showed out the back.
As I stood up, she lunged to meet me. We kissed deeply and I could taste the sugar and alcohol on breath, no doubt free shots from the line of ladies she drew to the bar.
“We’re gonna have so much fun tonight baby,” she moaned softly in my ear as she broke the kiss.
She looked into my eyes as she sank to her knees. Without a word, her friend from the bar sank too. He looked fragile. Drunk, but hungry for what was to come. Without a word, she yanked down my pants and my thick cock sprung out. She held it gently, rolling it in her fingers and brushing it lovingly across her face.
“I’ve been thinking all night about what we’re gonna do to you. If it wasn’t for my friend, I’d have you inside of me right now. But I wanna his see lips around your big meaty cock so bad.”
She held it straight out in front of her and gave stuck her tongue out. She licked it from base to tip with her tongue, slowly to get it nice and wet. She gave it three long, teasing licks to make sure it was nice and hard. Her friend from the bar sat next to her, eagerly staring her down. After getting it nice and wet, she slipped the head of my cock between her bright red lips. Slowly, she guided it deep into her mouth. She stopped for a second half way down. She took a deep breath through her nose, then continued. Slowly, I felt her inch my cock into her throat until she had me completely in her mouth. Her nose pressed against my crotch, she had me completely consumed. After two short gags, she quickly backed away, leaving my cock dripping with her spit.
She looked up at me, gasping and wiping the spit from her mouth. I could see the drunkest lust in her eyes. She loved it, but she wanted to share.
“Your turn,” she said to him, while pointing the cock towards his lips, all the while looking me deep in the eyes.
She looks at her, hesitant, too scared to look up at me I suppose. Slowly, he leans forward, opening his mouth and takes the head my cock in his mouth. He slowly swirls his tongue around and around my head. It feels almost as good as her deepthroat.
“Oh god baby, that hot! You like that don’t you?”
“Oh fuck,” is all I’m able to moan out.
She gets excited and I see the lust ignite in her eyes. She grabs the back of his head and start to move him deeper. Pulling him back and forth, up and down my cock.
“Fuck baby this is so hot. I love this.”
She bites her lower lip and moves closer. She wants to be a part of this too. She start licking and slurping at my balls, still guiding his head deeper onto my cock. She moans loudly, knowing that two mouths are better than one.
The longer we go on the more excited she gets. My drunkenness gives me a little more time before I’m close to coming. She starts to get hell bent on making me cum.
“God this is so hot! I love making this little bitch suck your cock baby. I want you to cum all over us. I know you want to.”
She pulls my cock out of his mouth and shoves it all the way down hers. Back and forth they go, both taking turns shoving my cock down their throats. Spit running down their mouths, drooling for my cum.
“Fuck!”, I yell. “I’m gonna cum!”
“Give it to us baby, give us all your cum!”
She pulls my cock out of his mouth and starts jerking it as fast as she can, pointing is straight at their faces. I feel myself fall over the edge.
I start to cum, shooting long white ropes over both of them. She smiles as it pours all over them and I know that she’s getting no better satisfaction than living out this fantasy. It coats both of their faces and she leans over to him and licks my thick white cum from his cheeks.
I’m happy to know I helped her live out this fantasy, not knowing what else she’s been dreaming about.
“God that was got. Next time, we’ll have to see what you can do with his ass,” She smiles at me while still wiping the cum from her face.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rr0vne/her_after_work_request_mfm