Beautiful, Brilliant, And Wet

We sat on the couch after everyone else had gone to bed. His hand was on one thigh and mine was on the other while she turned back and forth between us. We had been flirting all night, hell we had been flirting all month, but this was the closest to alone the three of us had ever been.


“You are beautiful,” he whispered, pushing her hair behind an ear as he kissed her neck.


“And brilliant,” I added, my lips brushing her cheek.


“And wet,” she said, turning instantly in to kiss me. It was not tender, and it was not sweet, but it spoke volumes. “Also ready.”


We were something of a blur as we undid buttons, pulled off shirts, and removed everything that was in the way of skin. She kissed him and then me as we finally felt the warmth of each other’s bodies. When I touched his face, and he kissed me too, she let out a sigh which was instantly followed by the sound of her jeans hitting the floor. Our hands returned to her thighs, this time opening her legs as our fingers moved higher.


“Can I watch?” she asked, now naked and trembling.


“Watch what?” I asked, leaning her head back with one hand in her hair. “What do you want to see?”


“Him,” she moaned, her fingers moving between her legs. “I want to watch him suck your cock.”


He didn’t pause before moving to the floor, and a second later I was hard in her hand as he looked up at her. She slowly jerked me off as his face moved closer, and her breathing grew quicker with each stroke.


“Please,” she sighed again. “It’s so fucking hot.”


Without any more wait his lips opened around me and all three of us watched in awe as he took me into his mouth, sucking my cock until he had taken all of me. She leaned in closer, her mouth moving down my body, even as her own fingers kept working between her legs.


“I’ve never seen that before. Not this close. Not like this,” she moaned as I reached down and pulled him closer with one hand in his hair. He moaned around me, reaching up and grabbing my cock without letting me out of his mouth. I watched her, body shaking and eyes wide, and I watched him, lost in concentration, as he dragged me closer to the edge.


“Oh god,” I moaned, my head leaning back as I felt my whole body tighten. “Oh fuck, I’m going to come.”


And then she was next to him, her head practically resting on my stomach as he continued. I moaned his name and his fist was a blur. I clenched the blanket on the couch, closed my eyes, and finally let myself go, filling his mouth as he sucked me fiercely between his lips. He never stopped, his hand held me tightly as he swallowed my come, and it was only when he finally came up for air that she leaned in and kissed him hard on the mouth. He kissed her back, pulling her in closer as I slowly grew soft.


“I need to be fucked,” she growled between kisses, and it was my turn to pull her up onto my lap and open her legs as he stood. I reached a hand between her thighs as he rolled a condom down over his cock, and seconds later she was kissing me once more as he slid inside her.


“Oh god,” she said, turning to kiss me as they fucked, and the look in her eyes was clear. She was lost. She was happy. And she needed more.


“Don’t worry,” I whispered, pushing two fingers between her lips. “We’re just getting started.”

 

-gny

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#738)
Long enough for it to move to this…

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#738)

Long enough for it to move to this…

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#737)
I’ve been thinking about threesomes a lot recently. Especially in suits. And especially with two people I can’t keep my hands off, with enough time to do everything we can imagine.
Luckily, it’s a long weekend.

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#737)

I’ve been thinking about threesomes a lot recently. Especially in suits. And especially with two people I can’t keep my hands off, with enough time to do everything we can imagine.

Luckily, it’s a long weekend.

When We’re Not Trying

I like her body when it’s with our bodies.


Sometimes, when we’re tired of thinking and tired of trying, we simply lie on the bed in a tangle of limbs and see what comes next. There’s no choreography and no goal setting to make us do any one thing, and it feels good to give up. Maybe there’s a hand here or lips there, but it doesn’t matter. No one is getting called names, and no one has an ounce of work to do.


Sometimes we suck, or fuck, but often we let ourselves be alone as we lie there together. We don’t speak and we don’t decide, but as each one of us drifts into their own world, we give room for what we need. He likes to sit up with both hands on his cock and she likes to move from her back to her stomach over and over again. I dig my toes into the sheets and raise my ass off the bed as my right hand moves faster and faster.


And on those days, when we’re not trying, when we’re not attempting to make something out of sex, we often come all at once. After all this time our rhythms connect and one person’s moans lead to another and then another. Her screams are by far the loudest, but our voices snuggle up against them and all three of us watch as our cocks swell and burst.


Sometimes when we’re tired of thinking and tired of trying, we simply lie on the bed in a tangle of limbs and see what comes next.

 

Guy New York

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©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#639)
Sometimes we just have to stop, duck into a doorway, and see how far we can go before the cops arrive. 

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#639)

Sometimes we just have to stop, duck into a doorway, and see how far we can go before the cops arrive. 

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#633)
Are threesomes better in the summer? This may require science.

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#633)

Are threesomes better in the summer? This may require science.

You Can Fuck Her If…

We all we were going to fuck, we just didn’t know it would be like that.


By the time we got to the bed I was pretty sure I would mostly watch them, and my jealousy kink would kick in just in time. I like watching her get fucked, and it’s good for me to let go.


“Tell us what to do,” she whispered before my thoughts could take me any further. I looked at them, him eager and hard, her breathless and spread out on the bed, and I forgot about what was supposed to happen. I looked him in the eyes and suddenly I was me again.


“Do you want to fuck her?” I asked. He simply nodded as I moved closer to them both. “And you?” She moaned out a yes. I reached down with one hand and opened her cunt, watching as he couldn’t look away. I rubbed her swollen lips as I took my cock in my other hand and they were waiting with bated breath.


“Ask for it,” I told her. “Beg him to fuck you and I’ll see if I let him.” Her eyes opened wide in a moment of concern, but she begged all the same. She opened her legs wider and rubbed her own fingers between her wet folds as her voice filled with longing. I was fully hard in seconds, and I stood up on the bed as he moved closer.


“You can fuck her if you suck my cock,” I said, my hand reaching out for the back of his head without thinking. He slid into her, pulling moans from both of their lips, before opening around me. I pushed into him, fucking his mouth as I watched them. She bucked her hips up against him, her hand still on her clit, but her eyes now glued to my cock.


“Fuck her harder,” I moaned when I finally fell back down to my knees. He leaned forward and slammed into her just as I took a handful of her hair and pulled her to me. Her mouth was open and warm, and even after all these years it felt unfamiliar. She devoured me as they fucked, and their moans and screams grew louder with each thrust. I reached a hand down between them, feeling him sliding in and out of her cunt, and then I was done.


“Come in my mouth,” she pleaded. “Let me swallow.” I didn’t think as I pulled her to me, and his thrusts grew deeper and slower. She took me all the way into her throat, and she didn’t once let go as I filled her mouth.


She licked her lips when I finally pulled away and he instantly kissed her even as his own body began to tighten. She closed her eyes, her fingers frantically rubbing her pussy as he started to come. She clenched around him as I slid down next to them, and within seconds they were both screaming out their release through the open window.


He finally collapsed on her other side, and we watched her chest rise and fall with each quick breath. I kissed her and he kissed me, all three of us tasting like my come.


“Thank you,” they both mumbled at the same time. I looked up at the ceiling, still smiling with surprise.

Guy New York

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©2012 by The Dirty Gentleman (#591)
©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#558)
She used to say that she loved me more when he was there. 
Maybe it was the way we pushed each other with that tiny edge of competition we usually ignored. Possibly it was the look in our eyes when we watched the other do things we wanted to do. And it could also simply be the joy that so clearly showed on my face when he walked into the room.
When he fucks her I watch. When she sucks my cock he smiles as he takes his own into his fist. When I kiss him she makes herself comes with four fingers. 
When she lies between us she closes her eyes and pretends that she wants us both the same. 

©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#558)

She used to say that she loved me more when he was there. 

Maybe it was the way we pushed each other with that tiny edge of competition we usually ignored. Possibly it was the look in our eyes when we watched the other do things we wanted to do. And it could also simply be the joy that so clearly showed on my face when he walked into the room.

When he fucks her I watch. When she sucks my cock he smiles as he takes his own into his fist. When I kiss him she makes herself comes with four fingers. 

When she lies between us she closes her eyes and pretends that she wants us both the same. 

©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#537)
"Excuse me a moment while I kiss your wife."

©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#537)

"Excuse me a moment while I kiss your wife."

When She’s Playful

When she kneels between us her eyes light up.

On occasion we make her wait there because it’s just so much fun to see. She looks up at us, and her head moves back and forth along with her hand. She runs her fingers up our legs, and brushes against us just enough to keep from getting in trouble. We often talk about other things and try to pretend we’re not watching her, but I suspect we do a terrible job.

“What is it you want, dear one?” I ask when I can’t wait any longer.

“Dick!” she says enthusiastically. She knows she’s supposed to beg, or plead, but she’s so fucking gleeful it’s impossible to resist.

“Which one do you want first?”

“I don’t care, just give me.”

By the time our pants are unzipped and we’re in her hands, our cocks are so hard it hurts.

She always starts with him. Once she told me it was because he’s the guest, but I suspect she likes to make me wait. She ends with a loud pop when she lets him go, and she often breaks out in a giggle at the sound. She looks up at me with a sultry smile, and before I can say anything she has me all the way down her throat and I’m lost.

Once she’s had her first taste of us both she’s on her own. She moves back and forth at whim, and I swear I don’t understand it. Each time she switches she’s more excited, and I can only imagine what’s going through her mind during the brief pauses when her mouth is free.

If she’s feeling lazy she can make us last half an hour. She teases and toys with us until our legs are exhausted and we hold onto one another to keep standing.

When she’s being playful we’re lucky to last five minutes. She uses both hands and she’s ferocious in her efforts. She talks to us in between, and by the time one of us is coming the other is nearly there. Often it’s enough for me to watch his body shake and tremble as her mouth closes around him. It’s enough to see him pull her closer, and to hear her struggle as she swallows everything before licking her lips.

He holds me when it’s my turn, and somehow neither one of us falls.

Guy New York

©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#526)
I like everything about the three of us. 
Sometimes it’s us taking care of her and sometimes it’s us using her. Sometimes we watch her kneel for her pleasure and sometimes it’s for ours. I like hearing her beg, and I like making him watch. She purrs over the difference between us, and when he fucks her I get scared, excited, and nervous all at once.
I love how we laugh and tremble. Sometimes we try harder than others, and on occasion nothing works at all.
I like everything about the three of us.

©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#526)

I like everything about the three of us. 

Sometimes it’s us taking care of her and sometimes it’s us using her. Sometimes we watch her kneel for her pleasure and sometimes it’s for ours. I like hearing her beg, and I like making him watch. She purrs over the difference between us, and when he fucks her I get scared, excited, and nervous all at once.

I love how we laugh and tremble. Sometimes we try harder than others, and on occasion nothing works at all.

I like everything about the three of us.

©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#507)

It’s Only Polite

He was soaking wet by the time he walked in the door, so he stripped down to his briefs, and we brought him tea as we left his clothes out to dry. He sat on our bed next to the open window and we dried his wet hair with a towel.

He grinned when I stood behind her and pulled her shirt off over her head.

“It’s only polite,” I told them. “If our guest is naked, it’s just rude of us to leave our clothes on.”

She elbowed me in the ribs, but she didn’t stop me from pulling her jeans off her legs. She laughed as I lost my shirt and he watched carefully when I undid her bra. She grew quieter when I slipped it off her shoulders, and when it joined our pile of clothes on the floor his eyes were wide open. When I removed her final piece of clothing no one said a word.

She looked over her shoulder with a question in her eye, and I nodded my head. I sat down on the edge of the bed as she crawled towards him, and within seconds their arms were around each other and their mouths were open. She nestled down between us as we slipped out of our shorts, and she giggled when she felt our bodies pressing against her.

“I like having two men in my bed,” she whispered as she lay down on her back. We kissed her neck and we kissed her breasts. Our fingers ran up her thighs, and when he pressed his hand against her she sighed. I watched as he opened her, and she reached down to wrap her hands around us both.

“Are we really doing this?” she suddenly asked between breaths. “Because if not, then we need to stop. And if we are then I want someone in side of me now.”

“She’s your partner,” he said, motioning us together.

“But you’re the guest,” I responded pushing her back to him.

“Sure, but it would rude for me to…”

She cut him off with a kiss as she rolled on top of his body. His hands moved down to her ass as she held him in her hands, and she pressed down against him. He was nearly hard, but she struggled to get him inside her.

“Help me,” she whispered, and without thinking I took him in my hand and opened my mouth. She lifted her hips to give me room, and I sucked his cock between my lips as she watched from between her legs.

“That’s so hot,” she whispered. “Make him hard for me.”

I sucked faster, my grip tightening as he started to moan, and within seconds she was pushing down around him. I didn’t loosen my grip as he entered her, and all three of us were making sounds that were suddenly louder than the rain.

I knelt behind her and put my hands on her hips as they fucked. When she let him slip out I quickly took his place. She moved between us both, and I don’t think it mattered who was who. I watched them kiss as I lay on her back, and when it was his turn I listened to her moans as my fingers pressed hard against her clit.

Neither one of us stayed hard for very long, but it didn’t matter. She came within minutes, and her hips rolled over him as she screamed out our names. She bit his shoulder and she ground her hips against his body and she was shaking as she came.

An hour later she lay between us and told us she wanted to make us come too. She kissed us both and pulled us closer. As the rain grew louder outside, she moved down to take us into her mouth.

He reached over and took my hand.

Guy New York

Summer

They met in the street. Maybe he looked at her, or she looked at him looking at him? It didn’t really matter. Words came as hands reached out until it was lips and fingers instead.

It was hips and necks and someone grew harder as someone grew wetter. There were knees between legs and closed eyes. Someone was married and someone didn’t mind.

Minutes layer they found a fire escape looking out over the street, and they left clothes on the floor. Shoulders and hips and teeth. Tugging, pulling, and kissing. They prayed for a breeze until the bed called.

Limbs entwined, cocks grew hard and soft. Fingers entered and pinched.

Touching, scratching, fucking. Sighs. Moans. Laughter.

Exhaustion, an ice cube, and a phone number. Someone call someone and someone make sure it all happens again.

Summer.