What was I doing, completely naked on a sofa in someone else’s house, an equally naked couple who I’d met in person for the first time only about an hour beforehand, with my eyes closed and head thrown back?

Having made Laura cum, and enjoying my first kiss with her partner Mike, I then became the centre of attention.

“We’re going to please you, love,” said Laura. “Strip off, close your eyes and just let go.”

I did as I was asked (well, told, really). I was leaning back with my legs slightly open while they, also now completely undressed, paid me what I can only describe as the ultimate compliment. I was being wholly stimulated, kissed, lightly scratched, licked, bitten, and stroked – loved almost, if that’s the right term – all over my body.

I felt vulnerable but at the same time safe, with a sense of falling but being held, which was a massive turn on. I was being led forwards to new places, but at a pace which was excitingly slightly ahead of my comfort zone, but only just. I could feel (in the words of Soundgarden) hands all over, supplemented with lips, teeth, breath, nails, and skin against skin, as they explored, teased, and adored.

Both of them were close against me, and felt Laura’s tits against my chest and then her mouth against mine, opening me, probing with her tongue and hands on my shoulders while Mike’s hands stroked the inside of my thighs and my belly. Then Laura’s mouth moved down, nipping my neck, and chest, before slowly but sumptuously sucking on my nipples, tracing her hands over my cock and balls – not manipulating them – just reminding them that they were in the game.

Laura’s lips on my mouth were replaced with Mike’s, a little firmer and with the slightest hint of stubble, as he kissed me fully on the mouth; less tongue, more lips, with his hands holding my face in place. Then they both nibbled on my earlobes, one on each side, mirroring each other’s actions with one hand holding each of mine and the other exploring every inch of my exposed skin, up my arms, armpits, shoulders, sides, chest, thighs.

This was an almost otherworldly feeling, way beyond the level of attention I’d had in a long time, in fact maybe ever. Not one person but two, stimulating me as much as they could, with only my pleasure in mind. It was selfless, in one way, but I could tell it brought them pleasure to do this, too.

I was moaning by this stage, unable to stop my hips gyrating slightly, and they took this as a sign to involve my sex organs more in the game. Holding my legs wider, I felt a hand cupping my balls, rolling them gently, while another – oiled, it felt like – coated my now turgid erection up its full length.

“Uuurghnnnnuh,” I said, leaning back harder into the sofa and pushing my hips forwards as I felt another mouth on mine again – it was Mike this time. He was more insistent now, pressing harder against my mouth, his chest firm against my right shoulder and chest, warm, hairy, firm.

Whoever had my cock in their hand was now working it up and down, stretching my foreskin back, and then up again, while pulling on my balls slightly. And then a mouth – it must have been Laura’s – Mike and I were licking each other’s tongues – took my cock head in their mouth, enveloping it and holding it softly and securely with her lips and cheeks.

I disengaged from the kiss, and reached out with both hands to respond to the couple who at that moment were dedicated to my pleasure, placing a hand on each of their naked backs and stroking them, seeking to signal my gratitude and my willingness to be there, with them, in that moment.

Laura released my cock and moved up to kiss me. I could taste perhaps cherry on her lips, it must have been the lube, and our mouths were slimy together. I felt the weight to my right – Mike – leave the sofa and almost immediately two hands on my hips pulled me forwards so my bum was right on the edge of the sofa. They then pushed my legs open, exposing me as fully as I’d ever been.

Laura straddled me and put a nipple in front of my mouth. I followed her lead, sucking and biting it gently, as I’d recently learnt that she liked. She sighed, and as she did so, slid her wetness onto my cock, slowly moving her hips up and down before lifting off me again. Almost immediately I felt a hand pull my cock forwards a little before it was engulfed to almost half of its length, in Mike’s mouth. 

I was almost in a parallel dimension at that point, stimulated beyond the realm of normal consciousness, and Mike steadily, insistently, and expertly worked his mouth up and down my hard-on. His hands were busy, too, massaging my thighs, my balls, and every now and then straying across my taint and arsehole, as if testing my reaction.

My reaction at this point involved little more than moaning and involuntarily grinding my hips forwards, so he didn’t stop. Soon, though, this attention was going to be too much, I was getting close to the edge. Mike seemed to read this in my body/cock language and eased off, just holding me in his mouth until I retreated from the precipice.

“I don’t want to come yet,” I gasped, having released one of Laura’s nipples from my mouth.

“Well, I do,” laughed Laura. “Come on, hon, give me that beautiful cock.”

As I opened my eyes, blinking slightly at the brightness, Mike sat next to me and Laura dismounted, turned round, and impaled herself on his cock in a reverse cowgirl, right down to the hilt in one swift movement.

“Ohhhh….,” she moaned as he filled her. 

Mike had his back against the sofa and Laura was reclining on him. She lifted her feet up onto the seat and used this to give her leverage to lift up and down, gyrating her hips forwards to ease him in and out, and to touch her inside in different places. Unsure what to do, I knelt on the edge of the sofa, between Mike’s legs, and cupped Laura’s tits, teasing her nipples with my thumbs.

“Oh yes, that feels good, mmmm,” she encouraged me. “Lick me, too, please.”

I paused momentarily, looking down at her pussy, which was rising and falling onto Mike’s cock, almost the full length of him sliding in and out.

“Please, love, I’m open for you. Tongue me,” she implored.

I knelt, still playing with Laura’s breasts and nipples, and brought my face right up to her cunt. With her legs so wide open, her clit was right there, slightly swollen, as she ground away on her husband’s hard dick. I took a breath, noting in passing that this was yet another new step beyond, and pressed the flat of my tongue against her nub.

“Yess….Oohhhhh….fuckkkk…ohmygod”, Laura whispered.

Encouraged, and my initial trepidation evaporating, I applied myself to the task in hand. Mike and Laura were so generous with themselves, and I wanted to share, to give, of myself as they had with me. I tongued shapes over her clit, sucking on the lips either side, and worshipping her cunt.

With Mike sliding in and out, it was to be expected that from time to time my mouth would touch against his cock. Usually this was his shaft, but occasionally I felt the edge of his head against my mouth as he came out nearly all the way. This happened with increasing frequency, and in spite of having her eyes closed, and moaning from what felt like the depth of her stomach, it seemed this was intentional. I was getting used to it, and to be honest, more into it.

Suddenly Laura cried out, her body clenched, seized, and then she fell over the edge, expelling a long siren-like sigh that raised in pitch before being replaced by sharp exhalations as it coursed through her.

Mike held still, allowing her to ride it out, and I held my tongue against her clit until it passed. She then lifted herself off him and sat back down so his cock was in and out of her but right in front of my face.

“Fuck, I’m so close," Mike groaned in an almost desperate voice. “Can you carry on a bit longer?”

“No, I need a minute. I can’t take any more,” Laura intoned.

There I was, kneeling in front of Mike’s pulsing erection, glistening with her juices. A small bead of pre-cum seeped out of the slit.

I took a deep breath.