Hotter than Fiction 1997

Please note that this is a repost of a previously published story. I had to delete the original version because it needed extensive changes and some heavy editing. Please take a look at the following tags before reading:

#Bisexual mmf #Bisexual male #Anal #squirting #Age gap #Big cock #incest roleplay

For Nils and Liv

Chapter 1

This story is about a young guy who hooks up with a hot couple for non-stop hot sex, but before I get on with it I guess I need to introduce myself.

You can call me Dee. I am a tall, muscular, blue eyed Nordic guy with a nice beard and a shaved head. You can pick your favorite character from the Vikings TV show and imagine it's me.

I am pansexual, which in my case means that I enjoy having sex with most gender types and sexual orientations.

My favorite sexual activity is having sex with males and females at the same time, also known as mmf sex, but mmmf or mmmmf and mmmmfff and other variations and combinations that include both m and f are also acceptable to me.

I mostly enjoy having sex with people who are a few years older than me, but as I am getting older I can sense that I am getting more and more interested in younger guys and girls.

I love fucking and getting fucked, sometimes gently and sometimes hard. If I like and trust you, you can even do much naughtier things to me, but we'll get to that later.

I am soft spoken and believe it or not quite shy, maybe even a bit of an introvert. But all in all I'm a simple, easy going guy. You don't have to buy me dinner before you fuck me and I prefer not to spend a lot of money and time before you let me play with you. But because of my shyness I prefer not to date in a traditional sense. This brings us to the very beginning of our story.

Our story starts in 1997, a bit before the time of smartphones, tinder, Facebook and internet dating. Naughty people would try to find their sex partners through placing or answering to contact ads in raunchy magazines.

Back then, I was still me, but without the beard and I had less muscles. I had a beautiful head of dark blond hair and I was extremely virile.

Long story short, I had just turned nineteen, living on my own in a smallish city up north somewhere in Norway where winters are harsh and people are attractive and horny. Well that last statement is up for debate, but let's say it's a hundred percent true.

One beautiful early summer day I came across an adult magazine that belonged to a roommate of mine who had just moved out of my apartment. As I paged through articles about cars and wrestling and nude pictorials of two beautiful girls, I came across the dating ad pages:

Couple looking for fun with couples

Group looking for single women

Woman looking for BBC

BBW looking for sugar daddy

...and...

Bisexual couple looking for bisexual young man

There was a picture of a woman, her naked body visible from neck down, awesome big tits and juicy nipples, golden blonde bush covering her crotch. She was wearing fishnet stockings. The left one had a few tears and holes in it and the right one was pasted with what seemed to be a man's thick jizz.

Hot married couple, both bi, very good looking, healthy, virile, clean, we smoke, drink, no drugs, love sex: can't get enough of it.

Male (32) : muscular build, extremely well hung, power top.

Female (38): hypersexual, loves sex with younger men, tight pussy, big tits, extremely hot.

You (18 to 21): attractive, clean, polite, no drugs, healthy, must love cock.

Pay attention: the husband will fuck you. No excuses. Experience not necessary, but must be willing to get fucked by husband and wife.

Again: husband has a very big cock and you must let him fuck your ass with it! If that turns you off or scares you, don't bother contacting us.

Time-wasters need not apply.

We are experienced and we will treat you right. Our regular live-in boyfriend moved out recently, so here's your chance to take his place. If you are a good boy, we promise you will have a good time and you will be taken care of.

All applicants must send a face photo. No dick-only photos. Doesn't even need to be a nude photo, but we need to see your face and body in the photo.

Blurred or blurry photos will be ignored. You won't get a second chance with us. Again, you must be willing to fuck her (a lot) and let him fuck you (a lot). If you're not up to it, don't apply.

Send us a sexy note and tell us what sexy things you want to do with us.

Maybe we'll see you soon

Mother of all cocks and fucks! This was just so unimaginably hot. My entire body started trembling as I read those hot words over and over again.

Let's see. Hmm.

Young guy ✓

Bisexual ✓

Polite ✓

Clean ✓

Healthy ✓

Good looking ✓

Ready to fuck ✓

Willing to get fucked ✓

Extremely hot and horny ✓

They were looking for me. The magazine was a couple of months old, but there was still a chance they hadn't found what they were looking for, or maybe they wanted me anyway.

I want this. No, I need this. Come on, it's me. I'm handsome. No, actually women usually call me beautiful, and some men call me pretty. I'm young. I love pussy. I need cock. I'd choose me and get rid of any other guy I'm currently fucking. I will respond to this ad, but how? Oh, here's the instructions:

Place your letter in an envelope. Seal the envelope and write the ad's code on the top right corner. Place a postal stamp on the envelope. Place the envelope inside a larger envelope, then send to the following address (magazine's publishing office).

I know, if you have read my other stories, some of them start the same way as this one, but this is the true story that inspired those other ones. It may not be as outrageous as those other stories, but it's hot enough to make you wonder if it's really true or if I am just bullshitting you.

Sometimes truth is stranger and hotter than fiction.

Back to the story:

I considered writing a letter to the hot couple, hoping that I would become the next young guy they were going to take care of. I mean, who doesn't want a beautiful sugar mommy and a hot daddy?

All right. There's your chance buddy. Let's do this right now. It's now or never. A pen and paper and here we go:

Dear hot married couple,

My name is Dee and I would like to be your next boyfriend. Everything you say in your ad is exactly what I am looking for. I check all the boxes. I really hope to get the chance to meet with you.

I would love to taste her pussy on his cock and balls after he's fucked her pussy, or to lick and taste both of you as you are fucking. I would absolutely love to get fucked by him hard. I want to lap up his cum from her pussy. Oh so many things I want to do with both of you.

Included with this letter, is a picture of me from a couple of months ago. It's taken at a friend's wedding.

I truly hope to hear from you soon.

Kind regards,

Dee Kay

This should do it. Not too much, not too little. Straight to the point. If they like my picture they will definitely want to fuck me. Why wouldn't they like my picture? It's a good picture and I look lovely in it.

And with that, I dropped the envelope into a mail collection box and off it went to change my destiny.

Chapter 2

A few weeks passed without hearing anything from my prospective sugar parents. I hadn't given up hope. I was checking my mail every day, twice a day.

Then it was finally there.

An envelope from an unknown address with a beautifully hand drawn heart next to my name.

I opened it with my shaky fingers. There it was: a beautifully folded letter with a picture of an amazingly good looking semi-nude couple sitting outside of a café with other semi nude people in the background. By semi-nude I mean most of the women there were topless.

Obviously the picture was taken at some sort of holiday resort. The man looked like a dark blond Magnum PI (Tom Selleck) with lots of dark blond hair all over his chest and his body, and the woman looked like a big breasted Bo Derek/Heidi Klum with prominent Nordic cheekbones, a gracefully maturing body and vibrant golden blonde hair. Her tits were the shape of big teardrops with lovely areolas and prominent nipples.

Last but not least, they both had smiling, naughty but kind blue eyes which sparkled with a healthy amount of joie de vivre.

I started reading the letter:

Our dearest, hottest Dee,

We are pleased to inform you that we have approved your application and would love to meet with you for a test date. Your picture knocked our socks off. You are a very handsome young man and we are both excited to see you and play with you.

We're hoping to meet with you soon. In fact the sooner the better. So right after you finish reading this letter, go pick up your phone and call us. If we're not home, call again soon. We would really love to see you as soon as possible.

Call: xxxxxx822

Lustfully awaiting your call,

Nils and Liv

Holy Popeye! What the freaking fuck? I'm too excited. I'm fucking shaking. Mother of all farts.

Oh no!

Oh yes!

Shut the fuck up, you idiot and call them.

Oh no!

I'm not good at talking on the phone. What if I freeze?

No.

Young man, get it together. It's now or never. Ok?

After about fifty-seven minutes and forty-six seconds of torturous deliberation, I finally picked up the phone and dialed the number. I waited for a couple of seconds, or centuries, then a beautiful melodic voice said, "Hello? Liv speaking."

"H...hi Dee...it's Liv...f...ok...hi Liv... it's Dee from the...well the mugazoine contact ad..thingy?"

Mugazoine? Really? Why am I talking like a stroke patient?

Fuck. I messed up. What did I just say? No. Pause. Delete. Rewind. Please, help!

Then the sweetest laughter caressed my ears, soothed my soul and tickled my balls.

"Oh my God," Liv continued laughing sweetly. "Oh, I think I peed my panties. Oh god. You are so adorable."

Am I? I made her pee herself? Why is she telling me this, and why am I getting turned on by hearing it?

Well, at least I am adorable and she still hasn't hung up on me. Wait. Has she hung up on me?

"Are you still there?" Liv asked.

"I'm here," I replied hurriedly. "Are you there?"

"I'm here sweetie," she continued laughing sweetly. "OK. Well, I'm so happy you called. Nils isn't home right now, but he was also hoping that you wouldn't chicken out and cal us soon l."

"Chicken out?"

"Since the ad was published, we've had at least three guys wasting our time," Liv began to explain. "A fourth one even met up with us, but when he saw Nils' cock he chickened out."

"Umm...oh. Okay!"

"Oh, I am so sorry honey," Liv apologized very sincerely. "I got ahead of myself. I can get a bit, you know. When it comes to sexy young men I lose my inhibitions very fast. I just love sex and I am not ashamed of it. And now I am rambling on."

"No, go on," I said softly. "You are calming me down. Your voice is so lovely."

"Oh my god!" Liv exclaimed excitedly. "You are the sweetest thing ever. Can you meet up with us today? This evening? Say at eight?"

"Yes," I replied after pausing to think about any excuses not to meet with them that quickly.

"Ooh," Liv giggled girlishly. "So excited. See you at eight then. Bye sweetie."

"Bye," I said and hung up the phone.

Shit! Eight o'clock, but where? I picked up the phone and dialed the number again. Liv started laughing her ass off. She gave me the name of a pub downtown.

"You are so funny. Oh, I am already in love with you,"Liv said in a sincere but lighthearted tone. "I need to change my panties!"

Ok. Liv pissing her panties has given me a full hard-on. Why?

Why not? Why anything? Everything goes when it comes to sex. Weirdest things can excite someone and disgust others. I think I like pee. Good for me!

"See you soon sweetie," Liv ended the call cheerfully and then the countdown began.

Four hours. I needed to take a shower and shave my peach fuzz.

Chapter 3

Wearing my nicest blue jeans and my cleanest t-shirt, I arrived at the pub. Summer days in Scandinavia are bright and long, and at eight in the evening I could clearly see Nils and Liv sitting at a table at the outside serving area. Both of them looked much more tanned than they were in their picture.

Nils was wearing a relaxed light blue t-shirt and white shorts. Liv was wearing a very light and airy yellow summer dress that showcased her tanned cleavage and big tits. She wore her glamorous golden hair in a beautiful messy updo.

At first they didn't notice me, although they clearly had their eyes open and were looking for me. Finally Nils' clear sparkling eyes focused on me and a warm smile quickly graced his handsome face. There was some residual beer foam sticking to his dark blonde mustache which somehow made him look sexy as fuck.

Then Liv noticed me and she immediately blushed and started to laugh sweetly just as she had done earlier on the phone. They both rose up to their feet to greet me.

"Oh my fucking goodness," Liv said giddily as she pulled me into her warm, jiggly-boobed embrace. "You look so yummy."

"Excuse her French, son," Nils said in a booming, masculine but kind voice. "Liv swears like a sailor when she's excited."

"Fuck you Nils, honey," Liv laughed at her husband in an angelic voice that was in stark contrast with her choice of words. "I fucking swear whenever I am happy or sad or...okay sorry honey. Have a seat."

"Beer, son?" Nils asked me as he studied my face intently.

"Just order him a beer," Liv interjected. "Unless he doesn't want one for some reason?"

I must have been blushing like a hot radiator because I suddenly heard a waitress's concerned voice asking me, "Are you ok darling? Your ears are as red as a couple of tomatoes!"

"I'll have Diet Coke please," I said to the waitress.

"One Diet Coke coming up," the nice waitress said and then she winked at me.

Liv grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the table and offered me one; I politely thanked her, "I don't smoke, but thank you."

"You are so adorable," Liv said as she pulled a cigarette out of the packet using her lips. "Nils and I have tried quitting twice already. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all," I declared truthfully.

This was back in the mid nineties and it was almost impossible to find any cool, attractive grownups who didn't smoke. Liv smoked her cigarette sensually and it was clear that she really enjoyed it.

After the waitress came back with my Diet Coke, they asked me a few basic questions and I answered them all as truthfully as possible. I told them about my family situation, about my struggling to make money working as a photo lab technician to finance my future travels and studies.

Then it was Liv and Nils' turn:

Nils started by saying, "We met in Gran Canaria ten years ago through some like minded friends. We'll tell you the full story later. We fell in lust and then fell in love very quickly. We got married within a year. We are both hypersexual and enjoy all sorts of sexual activities.

"We started experimenting with men, women and couples and eventually groups. Then we both fell in love with the same guy, and we both realized that we truly enjoyed having another man in our mix. Our first permanent boyfriend Kai lived with us for a long time, but he had to move out of the country to study dentistry. We don't think he'll be coming back to live with us, but he will probably come and visit us soon. So, we are not just looking for a hot date. We're looking for a young unicorn to start a polyamorous relationship with.

"We are open to adding a female to our family at some point in the future, but right now we need a hot young man to have fun with. I mean, we definitely would want to have a good time with you either way, but ultimately it would be ideal if you wanted to be our full time lover and live with us permanently. So naturally if we have good chemistry- which I am very hopeful that we do- the possibility of us becoming a family is there."

"We can't legally marry you. We can adopt you though, but we'll get to that later," Liv added. "Yes, we have talked about this, and yes, I know that this is probably too much to think about right now. We have a very strict rule in our relationship; no jealousy. Life is too short for bullshit like that."

"That's probably a bit too much and too early?" Nils asked his wife in a careful tone.

"Oh well," Liv said, looking at me. "That's what we need, someone to start a family with. Too soon? Fuck that. But Nils is right, we need to find out if you and us will click together first."

"So we have a couple of options here," Nils said in a serious tone. "We normally don't take anyone to our home for the first date, but I think Liv agrees with me that we can trust you and take you to our place instead of a hotel."

"I agree a hundred percent," Liv said in a mischievous tone. "We'd be much more at home...well...at home than in a hotel. There you can scream as loud as you want and nobody will hear you."

"Are you planning on killing me?"I asked jokingly.

"Oh, you are in for a treat. You haven't seen his cock yet," Liv said. "The last applicant Nils tried to fuck, umm, he screamed and ran for his life!"

I thought that Liv was joking, but later in the evening I found out for myself that the guy who ran away was a real person and he had a very good reason to run away from Niks' cock.

We finished our beers and got into Nils and Liv's car, then we drove off towards our new friendship.

During the drive we talked about my family, how disappointed my dad was in me and how he effectively threw me out of the house, and how my mother really didn't care to stop me from leaving. We talked about the discovery of our sexual orientation, about our favorite movies, sports and other stuff.

We were very happy to find out that we were supporters of the very same football team, and that we liked the same type of movies and that we detested the same kind of music. This was a good start indeed, especially since all of us were hoping to expand our relationship beyond just sexual activities.

For me, not having a supportive family was a great cause of sadness and regret in my life, and if I were to live with Nils and Liv, my financial situation would also improve drastically.

"Can I ask you to do something for us, Dee?" Liv asked kinda shyly. "Will you call us Mommy and Daddy?"

Oh holy Batman! Why are my balls tingling again?

"I don't mind at all...Mommy," I said, my voice shaking with excitement. "I think it's...very hot. It actually turns me on for some reason!"

"Oh, my naughty boy," Liv said exuberantly. "You are such a yummy dream come true."

"That's simply awesome, son!" Nils said with a smile. "From your letter, the one with the list of things you would like to try, we figured that you must have a very naughty, vivid imagination."

"I do," I agreed, feeling my face getting warm and rosey.

"We'll teach you everything you need to know about fucking and getting fucked," Nils said in a low, lust-filled voice. "So do not worry a bit my son. Daddy and Mommy will take care of all your needs."

During the last few words of our conversation, I noticed that we were on a small road marked as Lake Something Something Road. Then a lake and a few very expensive houses appeared in the distance. Then we drove up a private driveway and parked in front of a beautiful house right by a beautiful lake.

I followed Nils and Liv to the back of the house to a nice veranda deck with a clear view of the lake. The serene scenery looked intoxicatingly crisp on that amazing summer day.

After taking a few deep breaths I looked at my new friends.