Our First Time: Anthology of a Menage

by Jennifer O'Donnell

  “You’re so tight,” he said softly as he inserted the tip of his finger into my ass. It felt incredibly strange. Adam stopped moving me up and down, allowing Brad time to explore me from behind. I gasped as I felt Brad insert his finger completely into my ass. It felt really uncomfortable at first, but the sensation aroused me beyond belief. He pulled his finger back out then shoved it back in, harder this time. I moaned loudly before biting down on my lip. Brad increased his pace, fingering my ass frantically as my cheeks bounced back and forth with his rough motion. He used his left arm to lean on my lower back as he fingered my ass harder and faster.

  “I think she’s ready for you,” Adam said. He was clearly turned on watching my facial expression as Brad fingered me from behind. “Almost…” Brad replied as he pulled his finger from me.

  I gasped as I felt his face between my cheeks. Brad stuck his tongue out and swirled it around my ass. He pulled my cheeks apart as far apart as he could, burying his face between them as he tried to stick his tongue up my ass. I couldn’t believe what Brad was doing. I never knew he had such an ass fetish. It appeared that this encounter was bringing out some secret desires in all of us.

  I moaned, grabbing onto Adam as I felt my body trembling with insatiable lust. Finally Brad pulled his face away. I was quivering with desire. “Nice and wet now,” he remarked. I waited in anticipation as Brad started inching the tip of his cock into my ass. “Ah wow,” I shouted, feeling Brad’s cock trying to slip into my ridiculously tight ass.

  Brad grabbed my hips. I could feel the veins around Brad’s cock as it finally impaled me, drilling deep into my ass. It felt like he was going to split me in half. It felt incredibly tight and uncomfortable at first. Brad continued digging his fingers into my hips as he continued to penetrate my tight hole. He rammed me as hard as he could as I clenched down on my teeth. “Hold her steady,” Brad panted.

  Adam held onto my waist tightly. Brad increased his pace and vigor, thrusting his thick cock into my ass as deep as he could. A few minutes later Adam started ramming me again from below. A few seconds later we were all in motion as both guys pounded me in both holes. I felt like a porn star as they heaved and grunted.

  I felt electricity coursing through my veins as my mind went absolutely blank. I could feel the moisture running down my legs as the guys increased their pace, ramming me harder and faster with each passing second. I started shaking uncontrollably. My eyes rolled back as I shouted out loudly. My body convulsed into one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced. I could feel my lips and ass contracting hard around their cocks as they continued ploughing me hard, our bodies moving in unison.

  Then I writhed and trembled as wave after wave of orgasm washed over my entire burning body. The feeling was indescribable. The next moment I heard Adam grunting loudly, he dug his fingers into my hips as he thrust me hard from below. He exploded deep inside me, filling me with streams of hot cum and continued pounding me frantically as my swollen lips milked every last drop of semen from his erection.

  “Shit,” I heard Brad say as he rammed me harder and harder causing my body to move back and forth like a ragdoll. Then he groaned loudly as a hot sensation appeared deep inside me. Brad had erupted deep in my ass, filling me with a flood of hot semen. He continued pounding my ass for a few more seconds before he finally pulled himself away from me and collapsed on the bed next to Adam. He was breathing so heavily he could hardly speak. His cock was still pulsating, covered in my wetness.

  Adam lay motionless under me, totally spent and exhausted. I lifted my hips as his cock slipped out of me with a liquid sound. I collapsed next to him. My legs felt like jelly and my heart was still pounding in my chest. I licked my lips.

  “That was amazing…” Adam exclaimed a few minutes later. Brad nodded in agreement. I parted my legs and watched as their semen overflow as it oozed out of my ravaged holes. It felt like it was all a dream. It was something I never thought would happen in a million years.

  “Thanks for coming, Brad said. We all laughed at the wordplay. It turned out to be much more fun than we anticipated. “Any time,” Adam smiled.

  An hour later after Adam had gone; and I was in the shower again. I felt the hot water hitting my burning skin as I watched their semen run down my legs. The experience was unforgettable.

  “I have you all to myself now,” Brad smiled as he stepped into the shower with me. We pressed our hot, wet bodies together and kissed passionately before heading off to bed for another round.

  Chapter 2

  Crazy Love

  By Blake Reynolds

  Amanda and Eric rose to a beautiful sunrise, the light shining through the window of their suite, helping to evaporate the tension of the previous night. They had made love passionately before falling asleep. It wasn’t ordinary sex, but angry sex, as they would have put it. Amanda worried about the amount of work she had missed, and what she could have accomplished on her projects in the hours and days she had spent on their trip. Eric was annoyed at her complaints, so he fucked her as though there was no tomorrow, draining her of most of her energy.

  The smell of sweet honey pancakes filled the air, and Eric was pleased because his wife knew exactly what he wanted. Amanda loved her husband’s support and despite her uneasiness, she made it her business to fulfil his requests. Eric took one of the strawberries from the top of the pancakes and fed it to Amanda. He certainly could be charming and romantic when he wanted to be. As she slowly bit into it with eyes closed, juice ran down her luscious pink lips, and down the side of her mouth. Eric laid his hands on her ass and gradually pulled it tighter and tighter until it felt like rubber against his hands, while he slowly licked the juice off her lips and face. Then he turned her around with a commanding gesture and lifted her up onto the kitchen counter. Gently, he pushed his hands between her legs and even though they had sex the night before, he was in the mood again. Amanda wasn’t! She pushed him away, “This is what we do all the time, fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Will we ever do anything new?” Eric looked at her as though confused, shoved her aside and walked away. Her eyes followed him and she felt bad for what she had said and the way she had said it, but knew that they both understood; it was the truth.

  Going to the market was always fun for both of them. They liked to shop for food, especially exotic fruit not cultivated locally. Amanda loved healthy living, and enjoyed acquainting herself with new and unique foods. She was soon distracted from her tense encounter with Eric and back to her normal self. “Hey babe, I’m going over to the bakery, are you coming?” questioned Eric. “No honey, it’s okay, you go on ahead.” Eric had grown bored with watching her nibbling in fruit paradise, and moved along the aisle.

  As he entered the bakery, he spotted a brunette. She was very tall and curvy, with wavy hair flowing down her back. Eric was a married man but that didn’t stop him from watching and fantasizing about other women. She was wrapped in a mini-skirt so tight that he could see the lining of her thong and her boobs popped out of her top reminiscent of a jack-in-the-box. Eric felt himself growing hard, but in the midst of the crowded market he forced himself to control the impulse. Soon his wife caught up with him and they moved along to the cashier.

  Eric really wanted to see the mystery woman again, so he scanned the entire store furtively with his wild and crazy brown eyes. Eventually he turned around, and she was standing right behind him, closer to him than before. He took a granola bar from the shelf and as she looked away threw it on the ground at her feet. This occasioned her to bend down and pick it up. Naturally, Eric’s eyes focused intently on her boobs, but he stared at them a bit too long and was caught both by Amanda and the brunette.

  With a slight smile on her face the brunette reached out and shook Eric’s hand, “Hi, my name is Casey, pleased to meet you.” Amanda recognized the nature of the look the brunette was giving to her husband, so she interrupted the encounter with a fake smile. “Hi, I’m Amanda, and I’m his wife.” Eric was totally miffed by Amanda’s
interruption because he didn’t even have a chance to introduce himself. There was an awkward silence until Casey flashed her left hand in front of them, confirming that she was married too! Casey’s marital status didn’t bother Eric who was extremely attracted to her. From his point of view she was a perfect ten!

  The next day Eric decided to go to the market alone to buy strawberries for Amanda who was still asleep when he crept out of bed. Of course, Eric had ulterior motives as he was hoping to run into Casey again. On his way to the market he noticed a crowd of people gathered at the promenade. Drawing closer he noticed some belly dancers and musicians playing drums. What a surprise to see Casey as one of the dancers, and this only served to make Eric even more fascinated with her. He moved through the crowd and positioned himself directly in front of her so she would recognize him. She waved slightly and continued with her routine. Eric never took his eyes off of her for a second, adding to the attention she was already receiving.

  When the dancing ended, Casey wasted no time asking Eric what he thought of her performance. Eric was surprised at the question, mumbled a bit, then recovered himself and told her she was really talented---perfect, in fact! Casey stood there for a while, basking in the flattery. “So is this what you do when you’re not at work?” Eric asked. “This is my work!” she offered. “I must admit, Casey seems like sort of a weird job, but I can tell you enjoy it,” he blurted. She shook her head in agreement as she looked over at the other dancers, then turned to Eric and asked if he would like to join her for lunch as she was starving. “Sure, but I need to pick up some strawberries for Amanda before I forget.” “No problem Eric, your wife is your first priority. So let’s drop by the market first.” Eric interpreted her remark as sweet and caring, but what other qualities did she have?

  His attention was set on Casey, and he focused the conversation her way. She seemed sweeter and even more attractive as they walked toward the supermarket. Then she revealed something about having numerous encounters with men and how she never thought that she would ever be married. Men had been a total turn off to her in her earlier days, but her husband had changed the way she thought and felt. Recently, however, he had started acting a little strangely, unwilling to have the long conversations that they used to have, not even willing to talk about his work or his ailing mother. “Jack is out of it,” she stated resolutely.

  Eric sensed she could use someone with whom she could be open, someone who would listen to her--- and he wanted to be just that guy. Even though he had only a few more weeks left in London, he found himself wanting to be there for her for as long as he could pull it off.

  “Wow, I never liked strawberries but those look delicious, “Casey exclaimed, while looking at them in Eric’s hands. “Have some if you like, my wife won’t mind,” “Well, I guess I can taste just one, it wont hurt me to try them a second time.” Eric saw the lust in her eyes, and he saw her pain. The stress in her relationship was weighing her down and leaving wounds on the inside.

  “Casey, look, I think I know a little trick that can make your husband more of a communication buddy again.” “OK, let me hear it then,” she replied. “Well, we need to do this over dinner at MAG’S,” Eric replied confidently. “Mmm… I’m not so sure how my husband would feel about that, Eric.” “Look, its only dinner, nothing else; lie if you have to, but that’s the only way you can get in on my little secret.” “Well, OK I guess I can make it, but MAG’S is kind of expensive. A lot of Hollywood musicians and dancers gather there nightly, and I can’t afford the prices!” “Don’t worry about it, my treat. Just come and be prepared to hear about my little secret tomorrow night at eight.” “OK, I’ll try my best”

  When Eric came through the door he was graced by Amanda’s naked body. He looked at her as though disgusted and shoved her aside. “Manda” would have been his usual greeting, “why are you naked?”Instead he told her, “You look sluttish right now, please put on some clothes!” Amanda looked at him with teasing eyes, smiled and replied, “Where were you, you’ve been gone all day. It’s three in the afternoon and you’re just now coming home?” “I was out, need I say more?” he replied rudely. Amanda’s face turned red, then pale. She picked up a couch-pillow and threw it at him angrily, screaming, “You dumb-fuck!”

  Eric stood and watched his angry wife walk away, but all he did was laugh and shake his head. Then he took a short bath, but when he scanned the bathroom for his towel it was nowhere to be found, forcing him to walk out of the bathroom naked. As he went down the hallway toward the bedroom, Amanda jumped out from the walk-in closet and wrapped him in a towel from the back. Eric wasn’t in the mood for play and looked irritated as he grabbed the towel away from her and walked away. Amanda stood there feeling a sense of sadness come over her and wondered what she could have done wrong. Her attempts to please Eric sexually had been rebuffed. That night Eric fell asleep with Casey on his mind; Amanda, on the other hand felt neglected and unhappy.

  . The following morning Eric got up and made a kind of stew with the strawberries he’d purchased the day before. Amanda was pleased to see him in the kitchen, sensing that his grumpy mood from the night before might have improved. “Good morning sweetheart,” she whispered as she hugged him from the back. Eric turned half way around, and kissed her on her cheek. “Babe, I’m sorry for the way I acted yesterday.” “Oh, you probably had a lot on your mind,” she replied. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips, slowly pushing his hand up her leg. Then he lifted her up on the dining table and pushed her legs apart. “Babe, I’m going to make it up to you,” he said softly as he removed her thong and shoved his head between her legs. “Baby, I love you, never forget that,” he assured.

  Amanda lay back on the table using her hands to hold herself up at an angle while her husband eagerly sucked the tip of her clit. After several minutes her eyes seemed to go back in her head and her wet cunt, flooded with cum. Eric sucked out every bit of cum and eventually plunged his tongue inside her hole. She made a wailing sound then called out his name. Then, after eating all of the juice out of his wife’s tight hole he slowly pushed his eight inch dick into her cunt. She moaned as soon as he put it in, as she usually did, and begged him to thrust it deeper. For two long hours, they fucked as though nothing else in the world mattered. Amanda loved the way Eric looked into her eyes when they made love; she loved all of the attention that came her way. When they were finished they took a long bath together and went back to bed. After making sweet love to his wife, Eric was drained and knocked out cold across the bed.

  Later that evening, Eric jumped out of bed and looked at the time. It was six o’clock and he hurried to the kitchen to grab a quick snack. Then he got dressed and took off to catch the subway down to MAG’S, which was about an hour’s ride away. When the subway made its fourth stop near MAG’S, he happened to see Casey entering at a cab. Rushing through the crowd in an attempt to reach her, he accidentally knocked a teenage boy aside. Unaware that he had done this, he continued pushing and shoving forward. Justas he finally reached Casey, a punch came out of nowhere, straight into his face, breaking his nose and causing blood to flow copiously from his nostrils. Casey screamed and moved quickly to help him to his feet. “Are you okay?” she questioned, as she flashed angry eyes at the gang of boys who were slowly walking away. “Yeah, I’m fine,” he stammered as he wiped the blood from under his nose. “We should get you some help.” Eric shook his head, “It’ll be fine, I’ll just clean up with some toilet paper or something. We can’t let this spoil our night.”

  Walking out of the subway was a relief for Eric. The ride felt like it had gone on forever with his sore nose throbbing continuously. Together they entered the dark station, filled with colored lights and a large crowd of people. Eric spotted two empty seats close to the bar. As they walked through the door Casey couldn’t help notice that the DJ was playing her favorite song. She started shaking her hips, looking very seductive in her A-line dress with her cute low heeled pumps. Her hands waved
rhythmically, inviting Eric to join her, and he didn’t resist. Things heated up as Casey starting grinding slowly on Eric. He relaxed and closed his eyes as he danced slowly with his hands at the back of his head. They continued this for about twenty minutes until they realized that things weren’t going as planned. “Casey, are you ready to hear my little secret?” Eric whispered, as he gently caressed the lower part of her ear. She turned around and shook her head in agreement with a little “come-hither” smile on her face.

  As soon as they were seated, to Eric’s amazement, he noticed his wife standing in the lobby of the restaurant. His jaw dropped as he wondered how the hell she had turned up at this place and time. He knew he had left his phone at home, so Amanda had no way of tracking or contacting him. “This has got to be a strange coincidence,” he said to himself. Quickly he let Casey know of his wife’s presence and suggested that they move to a secluded place to avoid any uncomfortable conversation. Casey agreed and they moved inconspicuously toward the back of the room. They ended up in a restroom stall as the place was entirely open and there was nowhere else to hide. They stood there uncomfortably for about a half hour until Eric checked and determined that Amanda had gone.

  Eric walked back to Casey and she dragged him close to her, grabbing his balls and slowly caressing them. “I’ve been waiting long enough, Eric. I want in, on your little secret.” Eric squeezed his eyes, and clenched his hand on his leg. He smiled back at Casey with an uncomfortable expression. “Why in such a hurry? On the other hand, if the lady wants to hear, who am I to deny?” he replied with an even more uncomfortable grimace on his face.

  They returned to a table and Eric spent some time asking Casey questions about her love life, until he thought he knew how to deal with the situation. “If you want this secret to work, there are a few things you’ll need to practice.” As he held her hand, he slowly led her toward a small conference room he had noticed in the back. “Ah, Eric, where are you taking me?” Ashe turned around he rubbed the side of her face and replied, “Come on Casey, don’t be a baby, this is all part of my secret.” Casey looked at him with mild disdain, but continued along with him.