Clank clank was the sound of my spoon as it tapped the inside of the coffee cup I'd been nursing for the last twenty minutes. There always seems to be more pressure on the last to arrive, especially when meeting someone you've never seen before, so I made sure I was early. A few photos had been exchanged, but could one be confident they were true to life in this situation. They probably had some of the same thoughts or doubts about me.
I'm William, Bill to my friends. I'm in my late-forties, six feet tall, in fair shape, and have reddish-brown hair and a light skin tone. I'm a couple of years out of a rather messy divorce and am finding I'm still a mystery to myself in many ways. Since the divorce, I've dated some, and I've certainly enjoyed it when there have been sexual opportunities. However, understandably I'm leery of commitment at this point in my life and am more interested in experiencing new things.
I'd connected with Matt and Liza, the couple I'm waiting to meet, via an online personals site. Their ad stated they were looking to meet a bi or bicurious male for friendship and more. It was the possibility of more that attracted me. I often use porn when masturbating, and lately, I've found the bisexual porn category exciting. I was hoping Matt and Liza could be a safe opportunity to turn fantasy into reality, but in truth, I'm very nervous about this first time.
Matt, Liza, and I have texted and talked for several weeks, indicating all are still interested. Wanting to move to the next level, I arranged a trip to their area after asking them if they'd like to meet. They knew of my bi-rookie status and suggested this local coffee shop as a first meeting place because of its relaxed atmosphere and comfortable conversation areas offering some level of privacy.
Sitting in one of these conversation areas, my mind wanders, reviewing all that's led to this meeting. However, I'm brought quickly back to the present by the sound of a bell from the front door opening, and I see what looks to be Matt and Liza entering the coffee shop. Matt is a good bit shorter than I, perhaps 5' 6", with dark hair and a stocky build. Liza is probably at best 5' 1", with short stylish dark blond hair and a very curvey attractive figure. Both are well dressed—Matt in slacks and a dark blue polo shirt with Liza in a sleeveless white blouse and a summer skirt ending several inches above her knees with sandals. Like me, they're not models or pro-athletes; they're an attractive average-looking forty-something couple, which makes me feel more comfortable.
As they glance around the shop, I offer a minor hand wave to catch their attention. In acknowledgment, they indicate they'll get coffee and join me in a moment. Once they have their coffee, I notice Matt giving Liza's butt a small reassuring pat as if to say, let's go and meet this guy.
Standing as they approached, greetings are exchanged before sitting and sharing more about ourselves over coffee. I quickly find Matt and Liza easy to talk with as the conversation and humor flow freely. I'm feeling comfortable with them. They must be feeling the same about me because, during a brief conversation lull, Liza asks me, "Now that we've met, what do you see as the next step."
"We could go to my hotel, which is only a few minutes away from here," I nervously answer, "and see what develops?" Liza catches Matt's eye, and after his slight nod, she says, "I think that would be great!"
Standing in my hotel room, there's an initial moment of awkwardness until I realized they're waiting for me to take the lead. "There's no secret why we're here," so I suggest, "Let's get naked and relax on the bed," as I proceeded to strip. Liza laughs and quickly disrobes, which reveals she hadn't been wearing panties. I'm admiring her body when she pulls my head down, meeting her lips. The kiss soon has Liza's tongue playfully searching out my own. I also feel her firm, full breasts and her hardening, puckered nipples pressed against my lower chest as one of her hands makes its way first momentarily to palm my balls and then grasp and stroke my quickly hardening cock. Her firm grasp elicits a moan from me, and in response, my hand slides down her belly to discover warm, soft wetness between her legs.
I then feel Matt's fingers from behind move softly from my shoulder blades down my back, touching my hips and outer legs, and then inside of my thighs until they move gently up to caress my balls from behind. I shiver from being touched like this by another man and am flooded with first-time mixed emotions. I still have doubts about letting go of my inhibitions with a man; however, there's no doubt Matt's touch is exciting me.
Liza, my cock still grasped in her hand, moves to where she can stroke Matt's cock also. In previous communications, Matt alluded to his cock being smaller than average and my own 6," and I could see it was a slim and about 4.5" when hard. Liza is stroking us both, and just before I'm about to tell her, she must stop or else I'm going to cum; she says, "Why don't both of you lay on the bed and sixty-nine while I watch and play with myself."
I'm not all that experienced, but I know you never argue with a lady when she's got your cock in her hand, so Matt and I climbed on the king-size bed, laying on our sides in a sixty-nine position. I can tell it's going to be awkward with me being much taller than Matt. His being in the right spot for me places my equipment beyond his easy reach. So, I look at his well-shaped, smaller hard cock inches from my mouth, and I decide, "Matt, relax and let me do you first, then you can return the favor." At the same time, there's a knot in my stomach as I'm thinking, I hope I can see this through and not be terrible at it since I've never done this before.
Placing one hand on Matt's hip, I move my head slightly forward, letting the velvet softness of his cock's head gently touch and rub along my lips, where it leaves a small trail of pre-cum. With the tip of my tongue, I probe the eye of his cock, capturing a taste of his pre-cum. I spread wetness around the head of his cock, causing him to moan and slightly hump into my mouth. His evident pleasure and excitement from my efforts add to my confidence and my own excitement level. Taking a committed breath, I seal my lips around his cock and then slide them down his shaft until I bottom out with my noise resting against his balls. I smell a slight but not unpleasant scent of male musk as my tongue works along his shaft inside my hot mouth. I notice Liza leaning back against the bed's headboard, intently watching us, her legs spread, working two fingers around and then in and out of her bare pussy.
To this point, Matt has let me set the pace I'm comfortable with. But his desires soon override any self-control as he lays a hand on my head and starts moving his hips to begin fucking my mouth. At first, my inexperience causes panic. However, his smaller size allows me to adapt and handle this increasing depth and tempo eventually. I find a way to time my breathing around his strokes, and it becomes easier to control any gagging reflex I experience. The feel of Matt's cock pulling almost out of my mouth and then forcefully pushing deeply back in is beginning to drive my own passions, so I start using my tongue to add to his sensations on each stroke.