Author’s Note
The story that follows contains explicit bisexual male-to-male contact. If this offends you, please read no further.
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For weeks after our encounter with Doug, our love life was red hot. My wife Lisa seemed to almost always be in the mood, and since I am usually in the same frame of mind we made love often. Our threesome with Doug seemed to have turned Lisa on as much as it did me. Sometimes while we were making love, Lisa and I would talk about what we had done with him… and what we still wanted to do!
Doug had been out of town on business travel a lot, and it was a month before Lisa and I had an opportunity to invite him for another visit. This time when he came into our house, Lisa hugged him, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. I must admit to feeling a pang of jealousy, seeing Lisa kiss him. I know it may seem silly, given what we had all done with one another. I love Lisa dearly, and although our threesome with Doug had been incredibly hot, I never want to lose her! Besides, I am still uncomfortable with my own sexual feelings toward other men. Though I often fantasize about bisexual intimacy, I still find it intensely embarrassing – and that’s part of the arousal, too.
Sitting on the couch, Lisa, Doug and I talked and joked and laughed, catching up on the events of the last month over a few drinks. There was an intense sexual tension that ran through the conversation. We all knew what we wanted, but kept talking around it.
I put my arm around Lisa’s shoulders, and began to kiss her neck as she and Doug talked. She moaned and tilted her head back as I nuzzled her delicate throat. Lisa parted her lips, and I kissed her deeply, sliding my tongue lightly across hers. Doug leaned over and began to kiss her neck and chest.
As he unbuttoned Lisa’s shirt, I unsnapped her pants and tugged them down. Lisa stood, wearing nothing but her underwear, kicking off her pants and dropping her shirt to the ground. God, she looked so hot!
Lisa swept her hair behind her shoulders, and stood with her hands on her hips. Doug smiled at her and stood up, then looked her up and down admiringly. He moved in closer, and then reached his hands under her arms and around her back. Lisa smiled provocatively as she felt his fingers touch the clasp of her bra. She pushed out her chest, drawing his eyes down to her cleavage. Doug smiled at her and instantly popped open the clasp of her bra. The bra went limp and Lisa jumped a little when she felt it come loose. It still hung on her shoulders and covered her breasts. She pushed out her chest again, daring him to remove the lace bra that just barely draped over her breasts. Her hands remained on her hips in that taunting pose. My heart raced and my cock was throbbing. My emotions were a jumbled mix of arousal and pride at how sexy and beautiful Lisa looked, and an eager anticipation of the evening before us.
Doug moved his hands back through her arms around to her front. He raised his hands to her shoulders and ran his fingers just along the inside of each strap, pushing them just barely off her shoulders as he followed their path down to her chest. He traced the bra with his fingers all the way to her breasts. With the lightest touch, the bra fell from Lisa’s breasts, and his fingers grazed her nipples as it slipped it off. Lisa’s breath faltered a bit as she felt this.
Catching my gaze, she smiled and pushed out her bared breasts for me to admire. Lisa was bare from neck to navel, and her breasts were glorious. She has large, round breasts, with big perky nipples that beg to be kissed and sucked. Lisa bit her lip and absorbed Doug’s gaze. She had let the bra fall to the floor, but replaced her hands on her hips. She swiveled her torso nervously as she flirted with my eyes.
I stood, and walked over to stand behind her. Wrapping my arms around her, I kissed and nuzzled her neck while cupping her breasts. My cock strained against the confines of my pants as she ground her panty clad bottom into me. Doug embraced Lisa and began to kiss her lips. I pulled my hands from between them, and continued to kiss her neck and stroke her back. Lisa’s breasts were pressed against Doug’s chest and her buttocks pressed against me. She shuddered in excitement, sandwiched between two aroused and excited men, ready to please her.