I'd being trying to get into Gina's pants for years. We met at Sully's, the local bar, more than two years ago. Unfortunately, our "meeting" was more of a formal introduction -- Gina was a friend of one of my coworkers. Even more unfortunately, Gina was married, and she always brought her husband along with her to Sully's. None of that seemed to matter to me, however. Seemingly without fail, the more I drank, the braver (or maybe simply the drunker) I'd get, and the more I'd begin to strike up idle conversation with Gina.
I was a Sully's regular, and so were Gina and her husband Mark. I'd show up every Saturday at around 11pm -- typically about an hour and a half after Gina and Mark arrived. They always sat at the bar, and I always made a point of trying to grab a spot next to Gina, even if it meant taking some other guy's chair when he went to take a piss (a dangerous proposition, I know!)
Gina never seemed to think much of the fact that I was always running into her at the bar; after all, we never really talked at any length, so she really had nothing to be suspicious of. Rather, I'd spend the course of the night drinking. With each drink, I'd get just a bit looser -- cracking a smile when she looked in my direction or quipping off some remark about the night's ballgame. She was always friendly, but she never took the conversation any further than I did.
Gina's husband Mark seemed like a decent guy from the very little we talked. He was tall and muscular -- and fortunately for me, he seemed pretty unaware of the fact that I was quietly stalking his wife.
Last Saturday started out like most other Saturdays. Sully's was packed, and I had my spot next to Gina. I'd been putting beers away faster than usual that night, and I found myself gawking at Gina pretty heavily (moreso than usual). She was 28... 5'8" with medium length dishwater blonde hair and a great body. Great eyes, great smile... A funny, light, airy personality that everyone loved -- and the body to match.
At one point, she looked my way, and I just blurted, "Mark's a lucky guy". She smiled inquisitively. "Oh really?" "Yeah," I continued, "You're incredibly hot. I'd do anything to be with a girl like you." "Anything?" she asked. The tone of her voice made my stomach uneasy; I thought she was getting ready to have her husband put a very physical end to my gawking. Throwing aside what last bits of common sense remained, I swallowed heavily. "Anything," I repeated.
Gina turned to her right, and began whispering into Mark's ear. My uneasiness was quickly escalating. Mark stood up and grabbed his jacket, turned to me, smiled, and said, "Let's go." I felt like I was about to pass out -- I was seconds away from being on the receiving end of a major beatdown. I just sat there, frozen... staring. The next thing I knew, Gina stood up, and grabbed her purse. She looked at me, and said, "Well? Let's go!"
It took a few seconds, but it soon dawned on me that I wasn't about to get beaten. The uneasy feeling in my stomach didn't disappear, however; instead, it grew stronger. I had no idea what I was in store for. I followed Gina and Mark out of the bar, and they pointed to their car and told me to follow them. I quickly got into my car and followed them as they drove. It was only about a ten minute drive, but it felt like an eternity as my mind wandered.
I pulled up into the driveway behind them and followed Gina inside as Mark held the door open for us. Mark told me to take a seat on the recliner, and I did so. Mark took a seat on the sofa. Gina looked at me. "Anything?" she asked. "What?" I replied, already having forgotten our conversation at the bar. "You said you'd do anything," she reminded me. I looked at Mark, and he just smiled.
"Yeah," I responded again. "Anything."
Gina lifted her blouse over her head. She stood there, the dim light barely accentuating her firm, young tits, a devilish smile on her lips. My eyes widened, and I felt my cock grow instantly. She moved toward the sofa and quickly undressed Mark. His body was smooth and muscular, and he sat there with his rock hard cock standing tall. Gina got onto her knees and began sucking Mark's hard cock, deeply and slowly.
Mark opened his eyes, quickly turned his gaze to me, and said, "Come over here." I got up, and he told me to kneel next to Gina, and I did so. Gina pulled Mark's cock out of her mouth and, without a pause, shoved her tongue into my mouth. I kissed Gina deeply... not putting much thought into the fact that her mouth was just filled with her husband's cock.
I closed my eyes and kissed her deeper, and the next thing I knew, Mark was rubbing his wet, hard cock over the side of my face. My eyes widened, and I quickly broke our kiss. "Wait! Wait, wait, wait! I like girls!" I exclaimed. "ONLY girls!" "I know," Gina affirmed. "But you did say ANYTHING... and we like testing limits."
I quickly became aware of the fact that I was a pawn in these people's sexual game. Had they done this before? What else were they going to make me do? I had no idea. I just knew that my cock was still rock hard, and that I wanted Gina's pussy -- so I continued on with what I'd effectively gotten myself into.
Gina instructed me to get fully undressed and sit on the floor with my legs apart. I nervously undressed and sat down, my cock quivering, my hands shaking, and my pulse racing. Mark got up from the sofa and sat down between my legs facing me, his legs crossed over mine in an X formation. The uneasy feeling in my stomach was almost painful at this point.
He scooted closer and took my cock in his hand and pressed it up against his cock. I closed my eyes -- not to savor the moment but rather to try to tune it out. He stroked our cocks in unison for a few seconds, at which point Gina lowered herself once again and began to suck both of our cocks simultaneously.
Given any other set of circumstances, the thought of Gina's lips around my cock would have been an incredible mental image, but seeing Mark's cock against mine as she sucked us both was unnerving. I again closed my eyes and tried to fabricate a different mental image for what was actually occurring.
After a few minutes of sucking us both, Gina looked up at me and asked, "You want to taste my pussy?" "God, yes!" I excitedly responded.
Gina pulled off her jeans, got onto all fours, and Mark moved over and knelt behind her. I watched as Mark slipped his cock into Gina's tight, very wet pussy. She let out a low, eager moan, and Mark began fucking her slowly.
"Come on," she said, "Lick me." I was confused... Then again, it hit me. It became increasingly clear that whatever Gina was going to let me do to her, Mark was going to be a part of. I wondered how much of this I could take...
I got on my hands and knees and moved over to Mark's left side and began running my tongue over Gina's inner thighs and outer pussy lips. I continued to barely lick her pussy, and she moaned, "lick me morrrrrreee..."
I found myself getting lost in what I was doing, and as I began to lick Gina's pussy more and more, I became aware of the fact that I was periodically lashing my tongue against the side of Mark's cock as he fucked his wife's pussy. The thought still didn't turn me on, but I was a little more at-ease with the situation with Gina's pussy in my mouth.
I got onto my back and positioned my face under Gina's pussy and my body between Mark's legs. From this angle, I was afforded much better access to Gina's hard, swollen clit. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked it, feeling her legs quiver a bit against my face. Periodically, Mark's balls slapped against my chin as he continued to fuck Gina harder and faster, but I did my best to ignore this and concentrate on eating Gina's pussy.
By now, I was so turned on from tongue fucking Gina's pussy that I reached down and began to stroke my hard cock rapidly. I stroked myself harder and faster, and without thought, I moaned, "I'm gonna cummmm..." as I continued to suck on Gina's sopping wet pussy.
Almost as if he had been waiting for me, Mark pulled his cock from Gina's pussy and began to stroke himself. He groaned loudly and began to spurt streams of thick, hot spunk directly onto my cock as I stroked myself. I buried my face deep into Gina's pussy, and stroked myself harder and faster, using Mark's cum as warm, slipperly lube... within seconds, I, too, was cumming... moaning deeply and lifting my ass slightly as I came, greedily sucking on Gina's wet slit.
When my orgasm subsided, Gina rolled over onto her back, and the three of us laid there for about 20 minutes to catch our breaths.
Gina rolled over onto her side and looked at me. "How was that?" she asked. I paused for a few seconds. "Interesting," I answered, candidly. "You didn't want to fuck me?' she continued. "I did..." I said, "But... ya know... I wasn't sure what that was going to involve... given everything else that'd already happened..." Mark chuckled.
"Why don't we talk about that next Saturday?" he suggested. I got myself off of the floor and quickly got dressed. "Sully's... say, 11-ish?" I smirked. Mark chuckled again. "Sure, why not!"
I smiled at Gina and let myself out.
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