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Two Cocks for Lynne

byLEATBT©

This is a true story with the names changed to protect the guilty; if you enjoy it I have others that I may post, depending on the feedback!

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My wife, Lynne, and I are a professional couple, living in a small market town in the Cotswolds. Lynne is a year younger than me at 29, and is just under five feet tall, she has a slim perfectly formed body with curves in all the right places, her shapely legs taper to slim ankles, she has firm round breasts and a perfect 'peach' bum, set below a narrow waist. With her straight, shoulder length auburn hair and intense, green, sparkling eyes, she exudes an air of sexual devilment, although she is totally unaware of this attribute.

About eighteen months ago, during a charity event at a local pub, we met a young lad called Ian, who was only just eighteen then. We started to see more of him over a period of time and, as we got on so well, we soon became good friends. Ian now calls regularly to see if we are going out, and spends a lot of his spare time with us during the evenings and at weekends.

Like me, Ian is around six foot tall. Now nineteen, he is a good natured lad, athletic, and is always well dressed in a smart/casual style. He has brought the occasional girlfriend out with us, but they never seem to last long, as he claims to have no interest in a serious relationship yet.

Although he is from a good family, I think that he has had a fairly sheltered upbringing, and is a bit shy with girls on a one to one basis.

I have often wondered if Lynne secretly fancied Ian, he is not the usual scruffy teenager, and being fair haired and blue eyed, like me, I knew that his fresh faced looks would appeal to her. She would often comment that it seemed a shame that such a good looking lad didn't have a regular girlfriend. Because of the age difference and the fact that we were such good friends, it was of no great concern to me, but I did notice a glint in her eyes when she occasionally flirted with him.

***

One autumnal Saturday night after we had strolled back from the pub, I suggested watching a porno DVD that I had borrowed from a work colleague. The quality was poor, but there was a hot MMF scene that appealed to me.

Later that night, after Ian had left, Lynne and I were cuddled up in bed discussing the film. I asked her if she found the idea of a threesome a turn on. At first she was non committal, but she eventually admitted that she had fantasized about it, but couldn't imagine how it could ever happen for real. I could feel that her juices were starting to flow as my straining cock nuzzled her pussy. As we continued to discuss how it would be, she began to gyrate on my cock, and as I slowly slid in and out of her hot, wet pussy, I asked if she thought that she could cope with two big cocks lusting after her, explaining that she would be sucking one back to life, while the other thrashed into her pussy, tagging her through the night.

"Oh God yes" she replied, "I don't expect I'd get much sleep if they were both really hot for me, would I?"

This was something new, as she had never opened up about her hidden thoughts before. I was enjoying this new side to our eight year marriage!

I could tell by the wild lovemaking that followed that the idea appealed more than she was admitting!

***

I brought the subject up again each time we made love over the next week or two, as the idea of seeing my sexy little wife sucking and fucking another man, turned me on as much as it clearly did her! I guessed that she had Ian in mind as the second cock in her fantasy as I had noticed her flirting with him more often since our conversations, although she never admitted it to me.

After a lot of careful consideration, I decided that if she was really up for it, I would let it happen, although I knew that Ian would be the only candidate that we would both find acceptable. I didn't want to push her on the matter, so I took a gentle approach, letting her make all the decisions.

***

One night, as we slowly made love, I asked Lynne if she would like to try a threesome for real. She pondered for a while before replying,

"I don't know really, I might, but who with? It would have to be with someone that I had feelings for, and that we could trust. I couldn't just do it with a stranger."

"Well, who would appeal to you, let's see."

I began to run through a list of 'likely' friends, all of which were rejected. Then, after a suitable pause I said,

"What do you think about Ian then?"

"Ian?" she replied with surprise,

"Yes, he might be good, (Bingo!) but do you think that he would want to? He's a lot younger than us, and he might not fancy me."

"I am sure that he does," I assured her,

"I've seen the way that he looks at you sometimes, especially when you are dressed up to go out."

"How could we be sure?" she asked "It would be so embarrassing to set it up, then to find out that he's not interested. I wouldn't want to upset him, and, it could harm our friendship."

I told her that it was no problem, if she was sure that she wanted to try it, I would ask Ian when I was next in the pub with him.

"Can I think about it for a while?" she asked thoughtfully, "I really don't want to rush into anything." so I agreed not to say mention it for the moment.

A few nights later, as we lay in bed, Lynne snuggled up to me;

"Have you said anything to Ian yet?"

"No," I replied, "Do you want me to then?"

"I think so" she purred, gently stroking my cock, "but how would you feel, seeing me with another man?"

"You know I've always said that having one cock to satisfy your hot mouth and pussy is a waste; this would be a good opportunity to test your full potential. I think Ian would be ideal, we both think a lot of him, he's clean, discreet, and I know you like the look of him, don't you?"

"Mmmm!" was the only reply I got as her mouth slid over my cock.

So it was agreed, I would talk to Ian the next evening.

***

I sat with Ian in a quiet corner of the pub, we chatted over a few drinks as normal, until I finally plucked up the courage to broach the subject.

A flicker of concern crossed his face when I asked if he had ever thought about fucking Lynne, but when I assured him that I was not accusing him of anything, and explained what we had in mind he became very keen.

"What will I have to do?" he whispered, excitedly.

"Look, you can do anything you want that Lynne is agreeable to. We don't do anal, and there is to be nothing between me and you. It's just me and Lynne, and you and Lynne, simple as that, O.K.?"

"Wow! Well, if you're sure, when does she want to do it?" said Ian, with an enthusiastic grin.

"How about next Saturday?" I suggested, "Come over around seven."

***

As Saturday drew closer, Lynne began to get nervous, so I assured her that she could change her mind at anytime. I also explained the situation to Ian so that she felt no pressure.

He looked a bit crestfallen when I told him, but he perked up again when I explained that I felt sure that she would be O.K. but it had to be her choice.

When Saturday morning arrived, Lynne was obviously feeling good about the situation.

"I'm going into town later," she told me.

"I want to have a look at a few things for this evening, so I need to go alone!"

I asked what she was planning to wear,

"Just wait and see, I want to surprise you both! But don't worry; I know you'll like it!"

***

Saturday evening. Ian arrived at one minute to seven, the boy was keen!

We wandered down to the pub as usual, as we all needed a few drinks to calm our nerves. Conversation was a little stilted at first, but then continued as normal until around nine o'clock. Lynne finished her drink, asked for my house key, and told us that she was going back to get ready.

"When do you want us back?" I asked.

"I'll text you when it's time, don't drink too much you two, or it will all be wasted!" she whispered, as she lent over to give me a kiss, then giving us a big wink, she left the bar.

After she had left, Ian told me that he was feeling a bit nervous as he wasn't very experienced sexually.

"Don't worry!" I assured him, "Once she lets us loose on her just do whatever you want, if she doesn't stop you, then it's O.K."

"Well," he continued, "Just so that I'm sure, do we take turns? Or will she want us at the same time? And blow jobs? I've never had a proper one; do we come in her mouth? Pull out?"---

"Whatever you feel like," I assured him, "Just go with the flow, Lynne will be in charge anyway, so don't worry about it!"

We continued to chat for some time until my phone beeped. I opened up the message and read,

"I'm waiting!"

***

We arrived at the front door a few minutes later; I rang the bell and there was a brief pause until we heard the click-clack of high heels on the marble steps. After a few seconds the door opened partially and Lynne peeped around the open gap.

"Hi guys" she said letting us in, "How do I look?"

Ian and I were lost for words, she stood before us dressed in a tight white, almost see through blouse, tucked into a micro black leather mini skirt. The skirt finished a few inches above the tops of a pair of black leather thigh boots on four inch spiked heels.

I knew that she was wearing black lace topped hold ups as she never wore tights.

Her make up was applied a little heavier than usual around the eyes, and her lips were dark red and glossy, from the long lasting lipstick that I had bought her especially for blow jobs. You can't wear it away and believe me, I have tried!

"You look absolutely stunning!" I told her.

"And you smell exquisite!" added Ian, as the heady scent of her expensive French perfume filled the air.

"Thank you." she said, smiling.

"You two had better come up then!"

She turned to lead us upstairs to our main living area. We followed, side by side, watching her luscious buttocks shimmy beneath the tight leather skirt in front of us.

"I can't believe that that this is really happening!" Ian whispered to me.

"I've just made some coffee," said Lynne, "go into the lounge and I'll bring it through."

I ushered Ian in and directed him to the large, cream leather sofa. The lights were down low and soft rock was playing in the background.

"Wow!" sighed Ian, "I have never seen her dressed like that before!"

"That's her staying in look, you're honoured! She only dresses like that for me, nobody else has seen her like that before." I explained.

Back in the kitchen, I stood behind Lynne, pulling her to me.

"Are you nervous darling," I asked quietly.

"God, yes! Aren't you? Do you think it will be alright?

Are you sure that I look O.K.?" she asked, "Not to slutty? I know you like this look, but I wasn't sure if it would be too much for Ian."

"Well, considering what we are about to do to you, I don't think that is an issue, anyway, I think Ian nearly shot his load following you up the stairs!"

She gave me a playful slap and told me to go and join Ian.

I sat at the opposite end of the sofa, expecting Lynne to sit between us, but when she came through with the coffee, she sat in the armchair opposite us, crossing her legs and allowing her skirt to ride up exposing the deep lace of her black stocking tops.

As we chatted awkwardly while finishing our drinks, Lynne's hands were idly rubbing her thighs and smoothing the leather of her boots.

This was having a definite effect on my cock and I could tell that Ian was looking more than a little uncomfortable as well!

"Well," she said, putting her cup down, "Shall I come over and join you?"

She wiggled across the room and settled between us on the sofa.

"God, this is awkward, how do we start?" she asked.

"Well, As Ian is our guest, why don't you give him a kiss to welcome him?" I suggested.

***

Lynne turned to Ian, whispered "Hello," then putting her arms around him she began to kiss him full on the mouth.

I felt a strange sensation as I watched Ian take my wife in his arms for the first time, and they began to kiss hungrily.

I placed my hand on the warm soft leather of her right boot, and began to move it up, over the silky top of her stockinged thigh to disappear beneath her tight skirt, she broke from Ian's embrace to whisper "Not yet," and she took my hand and placed it on one of her straining breasts.

I soon had her blouse partially open, and I slid my hand in to scoop out her warm globes. Her lovely firm boobs were now on display, pushed together by the restriction of the lower buttons that were still done up.

Lynne then turned to me, and as we started kissing, Ian gently took her tits in his hands and started to run his long tongue between them, pausing to flick at her erect nipples, causing them to jut out like little brown nuggets.

Lynne then eased herself away from both of us, and placing one of our hands above each knee, she slid down in the seat, asking coquettishly,

"Aren't you going to undress me then?"

We didn't need telling twice; in no time her blouse was off and her little leather skirt was pushed up to her waist, revealing a skimpy black G-string that laced up either side of her hips. She must have brought this for the occasion as I had never seen it before!

We tugged at the laces and the little G-string fell away exposing her soft downy pubes and moist pussy to us both.

As our hands slid up her thighs, she spread her legs so that our fingers could probe her silky slick pussy.

"Mmm, that feels nice." she cooed.

She was now rubbing our straining thick cocks through our jeans,

"Come and stand in front of me," she instructed,

Then, sitting on the edge of the settee, she unzipped us and slipped her hands in to our jeans and began rubbing our meat through our briefs.

"I like this!" she said. "Now get undressed and let me see what you've got for me."

We were standing naked before her in seconds; Lynne took a cock in each hand and began wanking us slowly.

"Ooh" she sighed, "Two lovely big cocks and both throbbing for me, I might be a very greedy girl tonight!"

I glanced across at Ian's cock, curious to see how it compared, being relieved to find that he had a good length, about the same as mine. Lynne pulled us back onto the sofa again so that we were sat either side of her again.

As she continued to work our rigid cocks, we both slid a hand up to her velvety pussy and began teasing her with our fingers, causing her to lay back with her eyes closed and her legs open. She began to gyrate and thrust her hips.

I moved my hand up to cup her plump tits as I began to kiss her heavily. I felt Ian move, and a few seconds later Lynne let out a quiet gasp. I looked down to see my best friends face buried between my wife's quivering thighs; he had seemed to get over his shyness!

Lynne twisted around so that my cock was in front of her face, while spreading her legs to give Ian full access to her pussy.

She started to lick my balls and ran her tongue up and down my shaft, then licking off the pre come; she lowered her hot mouth over my veined rod and began to suck me gently.

"I like this!" she moaned, "I want lots and lots of this tonight!"

I looked down at Ian, his face was wet with her dew and I could tell that his tongue was deep in her pussy as he caressed her clit with his nose.

She continued to suck and slurp over my cock as Ian's busy tongue brought Lynne to a whimpering, shuddering climax, her thighs closing around his ears as she gripped him in the final throes of orgasm.

"That was lovely Ian," she told him, releasing her grip and running her fingers through his hair.

Calming down, she told Ian to come and sit next to me on the sofa. She then slid onto the floor and knelt between us, taking a pulsing cock in each hand.

I watched in fascination as she alternated between us, kissing and licking our straining cocks, before finally slipping Ian's into her mouth, making him gasp in pleasure!

Her head slowly bobbed up and down a few times before finally taking his whole length, so that her nose was rubbing into his pubes.

Her hands were busy, gently fondling our balls and wanking us as she switched from one cock to the other, noisily slurping and groaning as she continued.

"I'm a very lucky girl," she sighed, between mouthfuls "Two beautiful big stiff cocks, and all for me!"

After a few minutes I said "I think it's time that your pussy had one of these big cocks in it, don't you?"

She looked at me with lustful eyes, just managing to get a muted "Yes" past a mouthful of Ian's stiff meat.

We positioned her on her hands and knees between us; Ian knelt in front of her so that she could continue sucking him as I knelt behind her and nudged my cock up to her eager pussy.

"Are you sure that you want this?" I teased.

"Mmm, yes, YES!" she begged, but I held back.

"Once you have been impaled on these two cocks, there is no going back, you will always be our little fuck puppet, so are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, YES, I don't care; I just want both your cocks, so fuck me, NOW! Please just fuck me hard!"

"Right, you've got it baby!" I grunted, as I eased my pulsating cock into her, I gently nudged it up to the hilt, and then quickly increased the pace so that she was getting a good solid fucking.

I continued thrashing hard, each time forcing her forward so that her mouth was pushed further over Ian's cock.

This is what I had dreamed of! Now my beautiful wife was acting like a real slut, dressed in stockings and thigh boots, murmuring in appreciation of the two bulging cocks thrusting into her from each end!

"Do you want Ian's big fat cock in your pussy next?" I asked.

"Yes, yes, yes," she panted.

I winked at Ian and we swapped places. I slipped my cock between her dark red lips as I watched Ian grip her hips and slide his young loaded cock into my wife for the first time.

"Oh Christ! That's just the best!" he gasped, "I've been dreaming of getting between these thighs for two years! I never thought that I'd really get my root in here."

He was soon pounding into her, slapping against her cute soft bum, as I held her head and fucked her mouth, while reaching beneath her to try and hold on to one of her swaying knockers. We soon had a great ripple action going as we continued to pleasure her, Lynne braced herself as best she could, whilst moaning and whimpering in ecstasy.

"Fantastic!" panted Ian, "What a horny cow! I've been dying to get between these thighs, I've just wanted to cream into this hot pussy for ages!"

"Go on then mate, give to her hard, just enjoy it, we can fuck her silly all night tonight!" I panted in encouragement.

Ian gripped her thighs and began to piston into her delicate, juicy, pussy so hard that his balls were slapping against her clit with each thrust.

Lynne had to brace herself with both hands on the floor as Ian groaned,

"Yes, Yes, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come, baby, I'm gonna fill you up!"

His head went back and he let out a series of loud guttural grunts as he started to spurt his seed deep into her womb.

Seeing this was too much for me, I couldn't hold back, so I just gripped her head and let my load go spraying the back of her throat. She gulped and gurgled, swallowing each spurt, as though trying to suck me dry.

As we finished pumping her full of our boiling sperm, the three of us collapsed into a clumsy heap on the floor.

"Did you enjoy that darling?" I asked her, as we slowly recovered.

"Ooh Yes!" she purred, "but I hope that your not finished yet, I am going to freshen up and pour some drinks while you two recover."

As she left the room, Ian turned to me "She is fantastic! You're a very lucky guy."

"We're both lucky guys tonight," I replied, "I think that she will take as much as we can give her!"

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