My boyfriend[M] sharing me[F] with another man while using me as a footstool…

My boyfriend Brian and I hadn’t seen Matt in a while, so we invited him over one night to hang out and have drinks. We were half way through the night and sitting in the living room catching up. I sat on the couch next to him and Brian laid back in the recliner. Matt discussed how he was having some difficulties with his job lately and how he was able to come out the other side of it, and we talked about a couple things that we did here and there throughout the month.

“I’m glad we were able to connect”, he says. “Hadn’t heard from you all in a while.”

“We honestly just haven’t made the time to do something outside of our routine,” Brian offers, “But we definitely didn’t forget about you.”

He gives a smile and sips the rest of his drink. My boyfriend excuses himself to go to the bathroom and I give a smile of my own.

You and I[F] haven’t seen our Bull in a while, but we finally reconnect and the sexual tension is high!

We haven’t seen Matt in awhile, but we’ve kept up with sexting him from time to time. You’d film me on my back caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples, and he’d respond with a glistening cock being stroked slowly, followed by two firm taps to his balls. Our schedules have been conflicting for the past 3 weeks, but in the last couple of days he has been very persistent. Texting how much fun he had on a certain night with us, the things he would love to do next, and just how much he missed my mouth on him.

On this particular day we’d been sexting since the morning, where once it got around 6 pm I’d been wet for hours. I asked if you were down to have a little fun tonight and you were very quick to say yes. I suppose his sexts got to you as well.

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You [M] and our Bull decide that I [F] should give a little servitude…

We spent most of Saturday morning running errands. Picking up something from Best Buy, looking for shirts and pants to add to our work wardrobe, and shopping for a new rug for the living room. After finally finding one we both love, we rewarded ourselves with some milkshakes and decided to head home.

Instead of immediately hopping on our PCs’ to play video games, we decided to just chill on the couch for a bit. While you sat on the couch regularly, I laid with my back against the arm and my legs draped across your lap. You place your hand on my thigh and softly knead it.

“Would you want to invite Matt over tonight? Maybe not for an intense session, but something more light?”

I say sure, and you pull your phone out to text him. He agrees to come in an hour or so, and we decide to start cooking dinner.

When he knocks on the door my heart jumps, and I make my way to the door to answer. He greets me with a big smile and a huge hug. We exchange pleasantries as I lead him to the kitchen.

Our Bull and myself [F] have a special night planned for you [M]!

It’s a Thursday night, and Matt and I wanted to do something a little special for you. We don’t tell you about it, we only give you instructions.

“Get a chair from the dining room table, then grab the shabari rope from the sex drawer.”

You do as asked and bring the chair to the threshold of the bedroom. He tells you to put the chair against the window facing the bed, take your clothes off and sit down. You begin walking through the bedroom as Matt takes off his t-shirt, then his jeans, leaving his underwear on.

You place the chair and do the same, but strip until you’re completely naked. The rope is grabbed from the sex drawer and thrown onto the bed.

Matt picks up the rope and grins at you as you sit. His semi is definitely pronounced in his underwear and you can’t help but stare at it.

“Grab it.” He demands.

You reach out and gently grip him, kneading him in a rhythm starting from his balls and slowly working your way towards the tip. You feel his cock throb and start to get harder and harder, but then he steps away.

You [M] and I [F] finally take the plunge to find a Bull…

We decide to search on a dating app to find a third to have a little fun with. We stumble on a guy named Matt. He’s a pretty handsome man with brown hair and dark eyes. His body wasn’t tremendously fit, but you could tell he’s been athletic for most of his life. It’s three months in and he sends us a text that reads, “Thinking about our session from the other night…” along with a short clip of him in bed, slowly stroking his thick cock from the balls to the tip. Once, then twice. The room is dim, but the wetness of his dick catches a form of light in the room making it glisten. You can hear the soft sound of the lube working its way through his grip and the sighs that are coming from his lips.

It’s a Wednesday, and it’s your one full day of being in the office, but I’ve been home for several hours. I text you on the side and ask if he can come over and play for a bit while we wait for you to get home. You agree, but only if we send you snaps. I ask Matt if he wants to come over and he replies, “Yes please :)”.