When planning our next sexual liaison, Roger and me Sarah, always make a point of setting some benchmarks, it must be exciting for us both, involve at least one extra person, female or male, and be mutually satisfying. And even better when some visuals are involved, such as mirrors.
One night the previous week we had watched a porn clip which we both found very arousing. A woman and a man around our age with two much younger men. One of the men tongue fucking the woman while the other man have her man a head job. The woman and the man were talking to each other while watching each other being sexually pleasured by a man. The two men were incredible the way they sexually pleasured that couple, we were both so horny, so turned on after watching that clip, we had to fuck. Our minds in overdrive, fantasizing, perhaps two men for us in a similar situation?
A few weeks later it was a Thursday morning when we headed to the dress optional area adjacent to the pool of our condo complex. There were two men in our usual niche area when we arrived. Oh wow, an erotic turn on for us both, both of them were naked, both of them with all over sun tans.
Our condo complex always has a number of condos available for short-term rental. We have met a number of people on short stay rentals, females, males and couples. These two men obviously fitted that demographic.
“Are we in your space?,” the oldest of the naked men asked as he read our body language. “Feel free to join us. We are topping up our all over tans.”
We fell into easy conversation with the two men, they were Shakespearian actors preparing for a local, short run of a Shakespeare play. Sir Lancelot was in his mid-forties, a little older than us, his husband Gerard was far younger.
Just as we would expect from a Shakespearian actor, Sir Lancelot was a handsome man with a strong presence, a lovely dulcet, fruity voice. Silver grey hair and a naked body that was pleasing for both me and Roger to look at, to admire.
Gerard was probably twenty-years younger than Sir Lancelot. The drop dead gorgeous, young man and trophy wife for an older actor. I hadn’t had a man his age for so long. While my greedy eyes scanned his naked body I could understand Sir Lancelot’s attraction to him. Holding Gerard’s gaze while I tried to tell him, I want to have you. without saying a word.
“We want to top up our all over tans,” Roger told the two men as he helped me undress. In situations like this I do enjoy flaunting my naked body. Flaunting it for a titled Shakespearian actor and his much younger husband was a sexual challenge for me. Wondering if the two men would have any interest in my naked body?
Sir Lancelot had little interest in my naked body, barely more than a glance as I turned to show the two men my naked body, front and rear. His husband Gerard had far more interest in my naked body, staring at the meeting of my thighs and my closely waxed pussy.
Reminding myself, the erotic is a form of power for me, sexual power. There are many kinds of power, for me nothing beats sexual power. I love the notion of erotica as simply high-class pornography. This could be very exciting for us, my man Roger and me are both gender fluid, sexual exhibitionists, sexual voyeurs and we love sex with an audience.”
When Roger undressed, just as he wanted, both of the men looked very closely at his naked body, Sir Lancelot couldn’t keep his eyes off Roger and his large, flaccid cock. Flaunting it for Sir Lancelot especially, sensing his interest.
I know Roger so well, realising at that moment the thought of a titled Shakespearian actor giving him a head job had great appeal, for both his ego and his sexual satisfaction. It also had great appeal for me, pleased that a knight of the realm found my man sexually attractive, sexually desirable. The moment was made even more erotic by the thought of Sir Lancelot’s husband watching, perhaps even participating while I watched.
The thought of Gerard giving me sexual pleasure, the younger husband of a titled male actor, giving me cunnilingus, fucking me with his tongue was an exciting thought. A very exciting thought, and a huge challenge, I had never had sex of any kind with a man married to another man.
I was laying face down, resting on my elbows, looking at the two men, both of them mesmerised as they watched Roger oil my back, the insides of my thighs, then my ass. Gerard was mesmerised by my naked body, my big ass. Sir Lancelot was mesmerised by Roger’s naked body. Lusting after his huge, flaccid cock.
Roger was laying on his back, resting on his elbows while I oiled his naked body, his chest, his nipples then the insides of his thighs, then his cock, while Sir Lancelot, Gerard and me watched his cock grow into an erection while I oiled his balls.
Roger played the moment to perfection, fully aware it was a turn on for me, a huge turn on. Teasing his engorged cock with a fingertip while he stared at Sir Lancelot, tempting him, licking his lips, knowing he was a sexual turn on for Sir Lancelot. Deliberately wanting to be a sexual turn on for Sir Lancelot. Without saying a word, telling Sir Lancelot he wanted to receive a head job from him.
I had heard other men proposition Roger, though none with a such a wonderful, confident voice as Sir Lancelot. “I can’t keep my eyes off your beautiful. big cock Roger. I must have it. I want to give you a head job. And I want my husband and your lady to watch. Where and when?”
“In our condo, today at three.”
We did a google search before three while we waited for Sir Lancelot and his husband Gerard. Sir Lancelot had an impressive, long, list of acting achievements, including a knighthood, films, stage, television and Netflx. He also had an impressive long, list of his sexual conquests, men and women. Divorced twice from famous actresses. Affairs with women and men. Gerard hardly got a mention, apart from his marriage to Sir Lancelot. He was a former womaniser who married Sir Lancelot for extra acting creds and financial security.
In situations like this Roger and me love to maximise the initial impact when our guests arrive. Sir Lancelot and Gerard had both seen our naked bodies that morning. I wanted Roger to be dressed like the bi-sexual, macho, alpha male he is to challenge Sir Lancelot. I wanted to dress as an ultra feminine, sexy woman, which I know I am, to challenge Gerard. Sexually challenge a man married to knight of the realm.
When the men arrived, right on time, as stage actors always need to do, I was feeling ultra feminine, wearing heels, and a short, sexy black dress. Challenging Gerard as I kissed him with my tongue, so pleased when he returned my kisses. Turning my back so he could remove my dress, dropping it to my ankles. Gerard stood back to look at my almost naked body in heels, black stockings and a garter belt, no bra.
Roger was dressed like the bi-sexual, macho, alpha male he is, challenging Sir Lancelot.dressed in a smart business suit. No shirt under the coat, tempting Sir Lancelot to lick and suck his nipples as he removed the coat.
No thong under his trousers as Sir Lancelot dragged them to his ankles. Two hands wrapped around Roger’s erection as he told him again in his dulcet voice, “I can’t keep my eyes off your beautiful. big cock Roger. I must have it. I want to give you a head job. I must give you a head job, suck your big, thick cock. And I want my bitch husband and your lady to watch.”
Sir Lancelot was not pleased as he looked at his husband with me, jealous in fact. Making it obvious Roger was going to be the beneficiary of his jealousy, and derive advantage from his jealousy.
I have watched other men giving Roger a head job, Sir Lancelot was out to prove a point, to point score over his husband Gerard. The head job he gave Roger was a joy to watch. A pornographers delight. Roger’s cock was so hard for him, with a cock ring wrapped around his balls. Taking his new head job to the max of greedy, sexual pleasure.
Roger and me had shared married couples previously, shared two men, two women, though never two men married to each other. Two bitchy, though very sexy married men, excelling at providing us oral sex.
Gerard was running a hand over my naked ass while we watched his husband Sir Lancelot giving Roger a head job, a tremendous head job. He was so enthusiastic. “I want to give you a head job to remember Roger. And I want my bitch husband and your lady to watch.
His bitch husband was a wonderful lover for me, Exquisite cunnilingus, fucking me with his tongue, my first man who was married to another man. So good with my man watching as Sir Lancelot was showing him how good, how experienced he was at oral sex.
No inhibitions at all. Sucking his balls, teasing his balls. Teasing and edging him while Gerard was edging me. Showing me he was a very talented bi-sexual lover as he edged me to an incredibly quick climax.
Enough time for me to give him a head job while Sir Lancelot was edging Roger. Expertly edging Roger in ways I never dreamed of. Sir Lancelot was very agitated as he glanced at me sucking his husband’s erection. Perverse sexual pleasure for me while his husband was giving my man a head job.
Glancing sideways, trying to emulate the way Sir Lancelot was edging my man. In the groove, edging in sync. So good. A wonderful vibe. New levels of sexual pleasure. Giving my man Roger a finger to suck while Sir Lancelot took him over the edge. A huge noisy orgasm, ejaculating in great blobs.
At the very moment I edged Gerard to orgasm, Sir Lancelot kissed Gerard passionately as he orgasmed for me. Was that the ultimate lover’s kiss and make up? Or part of their carefully contrived sexual fantasies? Their sexual pleasure and our sexual pleasure?