All Blog Entries

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"You're starting to understand something I've always understood," I said. "It's sexy; it's exciting and very intimate; it makes you feel good to make someone else feel good that way and the best part for you gals is that y'all can go down on each other and stay there way longer than you can sucking dick."

"Yes...," she said, getting [I]that[/I] look on her face. She got up from where she had been sitting and came over to me and started unfastening my pants; I finished that for her and she got on her knees and took me into her mouth and I wasn't sure that after all we'd already done, I was recharged enough to get hard... but not only could she fuck like a crazy woman, she was good at sucking dick and it didn't take her very long to get me hard. I just reclined on the sofa and watching this very insatiable woman sucking my dick and with me fucking into her mouth until I could feel that I was gonna cum.

"Um, I'm gonna cum," I managed to say.

She looked up at me with those enticing green eyes, blinked twice, then started doing a number on the head of my dick until I exploded in her mouth for the first time since we'd become lovers a year ago... and she swallowed every drop I had before releasing me and sitting back on her haunches.

"You taste good," she said, licking her lips. "I don't know why I've never done that to you before now; I mean, I wanted to but, I don't know..."

"Doesn't matter, honey," I said, leaning toward her and giving her a very deep kiss. And, yep, I got up, picked her up and dropped her on the sofa, yanked her shorts down - she never wore underwear, and went down on her until I could feel her clit pulsing like crazy in my mouth, the very sure sign that she was cumming.

Later, I was just sitting and thinking about our conversation and really trying to put a number to the number of guys I'd ever had sex with... and I lost count after about ten minutes of thinking but to say it was a lot probably doesn't begin to do the numbers game any real justice...[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"And before you ask - and I know you're gonna ask - I've been sucked off more by guys than by women," I supplied. "It's just a thing we do and, yeah, sometimes it's a big deal since a lot of women don't like doing that."

"Well...," she said.

"Believe me when I say I know why women are funny about it," I said with a laugh.

"I suppose you would," she said. "It just kinda doesn't make sense to me."

"Baby, it's sex and not much more than that usually," I said with a sigh. I still couldn't understand why this was so hard for her to wrap her head around. I very much remember the first time she went down on my wife... and after telling me that she didn't think she could do it and I had told her that if she couldn't then she just couldn't... then shocked me and my wife by diving between her legs and going to town on my wife's pussy and like it wasn't her first time.

"This has been such a part of me that it's not something I really think about," I said. "I might run into a guy, we might get to talking about it and maybe it happens and maybe it doesn't. I will think about whether it's a good idea to do it or not - and sometimes I just know it would be a bad idea and it ain't gonna happen. But if everything checks out, it's not that big of a deal for us to go somewhere and suck each other off one or two times and go on about our business afterward."

"It's just a guy thing... and I feel kinda bad because I'm probably not able to really explain it to you," I said. "At the end of the day, it's still just sex and sucking dick is one of those things that I just learned to love doing and, yeah, like I told you before, I suck dick pretty much for the same reason you do - you like doing it."

"You don't get mad at me because I don't suck you off?" she asked.

"No - why would I?" I asked. "Yeah, if you wanted to, it's not like I'd stop you... and I did wonder why you hadn't by now, to be honest."

"Well, I do love the way you feel inside me after I suck you," she said.

I just nodded. Like a lot of guys, I'd just gotten used to women sucking my dick and stopping before I came so we could fuck - just the way shit goes and sex with her wasn't any different.

"I gotta do something about that," she said - and I didn't know if she was talking to me or to herself. "But, still - a hundred guys or more?"

"Yes. Why is that so important?" I asked.

"I dunno - maybe because I've never been with a guy like you... or at least a guy who admits that he's sucked a a dick," she said.

"You like being eaten and eating pussy now, don't you?" I asked.

"Yeah...," she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Um, because it feels good and I like it," she said - then sat straight up with her eyes really wide.

"I see you finally understand what I've been telling you," I said with a nod.

"Yeah... I think I finally do," she said.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"Speaking of which," she said, looking down at me and making me look down as well to see that I was hard again... and I hadn't even noticed it because this conversation had totally distracted me.

I just smiled, bent her over and as she held onto the sink, slid my dick into her again; I realized that she had kept drying off between her legs because the conversation had gotten her very wet and said as much to her.

"I know," she said. "I don't like that you've slept with guys but at the same time, shit, oh, do that again, at the same time, it makes me hot and wet... and I don't know why."

I pressed my thumb into her ass, making her fuck back against me even harder and feeling her pussy clamping down on me as she kept cumming; it got to be too much for me and we both gasped as my dick swelled inside her and pumped another load of spunk in her.

"Now I gotta shower again," she said, giving me a wicked smile and one I had gotten used to seeing.

"Want me to join you?" I asked even thought I knew what the answer was going to be... and maybe this time, we'd both manage to get clean.

She just smiled and we climbed back into the shower and took turns washing each other and we didn't fuck again but she did suck me (even though I wasn't gonna get it up at the moment) and I had fun eating her into a few more orgasms before we got out, dried off again, and got dressed.

Sitting in the living room, she suddenly asked, "So, maybe a hundred guys or more, huh?"

"Yeah, if I had to put a number to it," I said.

"You've had more sex with guys than I have," she said and with a look on her face that I couldn't make sense of.

"Probably; I've likely had more sex with men than most women I know," I said.

"Do you swallow?" she asked.

"Nine times out of ten, yes," I said. "And before you ask, yes, I like to swallow and I like the taste... and it doesn't make sense not to and especially if all that's gonna happen is dicks getting sucked."

"Do guys swallow when you cum?" she asked.

"Most of the time, yeah," I said. "Some guys don't and some guys are just afraid to."

"Does it matter if they do or not?" she asked.

"No, well, sometimes it does but for the most part, not really," I said, thinking about all the guys who'd sucked me but made it clear I couldn't cum in their mouth.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]That night started out the same way as any other night did; my poly wife was sucking me and taking turns doing that with my wife and as I was kissing and holding my wife, she looked at me and I somehow knew not only what that look meant but what had been bothering her.

"If you want to, go ahead - if it goes wrong, I'll handle it," I said, realizing that she wanted our girlfriend's pussy but I didn't think she'd actually go for it. But she kissed me and moved down to our girlfriend, rearranged her as she continued to suck me, spread her legs, got between them and started licking her pussy... and our girlfriend, wow, the way she reacted wasn't the way I was afraid of. She'd forgotten all about sucking my dick, grabbed my wife's head and was fucking her face... and I was stunned. My wife was making her cum and like she had never had an orgasm before. I had the both of them kinda draped over me so I couldn't move; all I could do was watch what was happening. My wife lifted her head from our girlfriend's pussy and got her to sit on my dick with her back to me... and the night got even crazier as our girlfriend rode me as my wife continued to eat her.

She had one hell of an orgasm and that's being nice about it. After that, it became a regular thing between them and I had talked to her about what happened that night and still worried that she was gonna freak out but she said that it was something new for her but she liked it and looked forward to more of the same.

Which confused me; she could easily adjust to having sex with a woman... but had a problem with me sucking dick and, again, it was frustrating because she didn't seem to understand it... and now here she was asking me how many guys I'd had sex with.

"When I was sucking your dick, I was wondering how many guys had sucked your dick," she said. "I know you told me that you weren't into it because you didn't like the way we suck your dick..."

"Nope - I love the way y'all suck me but, like I said, I like having my dick sucked and, to that end, I'm not all that different from any other guy."

"Then I started thinking about how many men's asses your dick has been in," she said, turning to look at me.

I just shrugged before saying, "It was what it was. In the early days, we did it all and as a matter of course; you suck my dick, I suck your dick; you fuck me, I fuck you - just the way it was. Later, things would be different; some guys weren't into that and some guys were and sometimes I didn't mind fucking them and sometimes I just didn't want to."

"You fuck me in the ass," she said with a smile.

"You not only asked me if I would but I don't mind one bit because I do very much love you... that and I know that it makes you happier," I said. "And before you ask, with the exception of a couple of guys, we'd fuck each other or whatever because it was again just part of the deal, something that would be agreed to before anything hopped off."

"But for the most part, you and some guy would just blow each other," she said, more statement than question.

"Sure; it's just the easiest thing to do and, like I told you, it's my favorite thing to do - I love giving head."

"Yeah, don't I know that," she said with a grin. "I'm just trying to understand something."

"What's that?" I asked.

"I think you can fuck me like no one else ever could and make me cum like crazy... because you've had sex with guys," she said.

"Probably; I've learned some stuff about having sex," I said. "It helps that you seem to like the way we have sex."[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]On a day off from work, my first poly "wife" and I had just finished a two-hour session of making love, fucking, whatever you wanna call it. I loved her with all my heart and soul and very much loved that she wanted to fuck me any time and anywhere we could get away with it. She could bring out the best in me and like few women were able to and she had no qualms about taking me in her ass.

We'd been in the shower - and I fucked her again because why not - and as we were drying off and I'm looking at her and wondering if I could get it up again like right now to fuck her again, she looked at me with those pretty green eyes I loved so much and asked, "How many guys have you slept with?"

The question took me by surprise. She knew I was bisexual because I told her I was and the memory of that conversation popped into my head because it was one of the most frustrating conversations I've ever had explaining my sexuality to a woman.

"Jesus, I honestly don't know," I said. "I used to be able to remember how many but I lost count a long time ago and never bothered to think about it again. Why are you asking? I'm wondering because I know you're not comfortable knowing that I suck dick."

"I dunno," she said as she started drying her hair. "It's a lot of guys, huh?"

"Yeah, it is; remember, I've been bisexual since I was nine and, well, once I got started, it didn't make sense to stop," I said.

"Didn't you feel bad about it?" she asked.

"A little at first but feeling bad about it was also the thing that made it a fun thing to do," I said, still wondering why she wanted to talk about something she had told me she never wanted to talk about again. "Sex was so new and amazing for me; it was one thing to have sex with girls but when I found out that I could have sex with boys, well, it just didn't get any better than that."

"How'd you manage to lose count?" she asked, taking her other towel and rubbing it between her legs again.

"I really don't know, baby; after a while, I guess the number of guys wasn't important," I said, looking at her ass when she turned her back to me with one foot on the toilet seat and re-drying her legs.

"Like maybe ten guys? Twenty?" she asked.

"Um, no - more like maybe a hundred or more, if I really had to guess," I said.

"Damn..." she said. "Why so many?"

"Honey, it was always easy to get some dick and I always seemed to attract guys who wanted a piece of me," I said. "Sitting around with someone and just shooting the shit and sometimes we'd get to talking about sex and sometimes one thing led to another; a guy would say something like he was horny and wouldn't mind getting his dick sucked and, well, I didn't mind sucking some dick and it just sounded like a good idea... and it usually was."

"But you've been fucked, too, right?" she asked.

"I have and, yeah, a lot," I said. "It was just a part of it and before you ask, yes - I liked being fucked, well, up to the point where it wasn't as much fun as it once was."

I'm still wondering why we're talking about this again; I was also wondering why she seemed to still have a problem with this and more so when she not only found out what it was like to have a woman go down on her, she took to it like a duck to water and no one was more surprised than I was the night it happened. I knew my wife was in love with her and in the early days of our poly relationship, I knew something was bothering her and especially when we'd go to bed at night and I'd get stretched to my limits having sex with both of them.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]He stopped shooting and moving but was stilly lying on top of me... and it felt so good and comfortable that I didn't want him to move so when he started to get up, I told him, "Stay there; don't move."

I don't know how long he just laid there before I felt his dick starting to get hard again and he started fucking me; what I did know was that it felt good to feel him getting hard again being in me, something not many of my friend would do all that often. Once he got hard enough to fuck me without his dick coming out - and the Vaseline didn't help with that, he did it to me again and it took him a long time before he shot his stuff in me again.

It didn't get any better than that. After he pulled out, I had him follow me to the bathroom; I had picked this place because it was one of three places that still had running water. We grabbed the washcloths and soap we'd swiped from home and cleaned ourselves up and grateful for the water being icy cold, too. He wanted to suck my dick again and I was all for that and after I shot my stuff in his mouth, we got dressed and left.

Once we were outside he said, "That was so good! I hope we can do it again!"

"I hope so, too," I said.

"Um, can I tell a couple of guys where I live about you?" he asked. "I promise that they're not gonna tell anyone else but they've been looking for other guys who like to do it; there ain't that many of us who do."

"I guess so," I said. "As long as you don't tell anyone other than them."

We took the "I won't tell if you won't" rule very seriously but, sure, if there was a chance to be able to do it with some new guys, it was worth the risk. I just didn't think he'd go back home and tell both of them... and they'd come looking for me right away...

But it was fun when they found me.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]As we laid side by side getting ourselves back together, he told me which of my male friends had told him about me... and I was planning to have a long talk with him about that because he kinda broke the rule of "I won't tell if you won't!" But now, it was time for us to get hard again and stick it in so we could do it to each other.

"You wanna do it first?" he asked.

Oh, here we go again. "Do you wanna do it first?"

"Not if you want to."

I sighed and rolled my eyes, then took a moment to look around the room we were in. I saw the place where we kept a jar of Vaseline hidden; I got up, got the jar and saw it had plenty left in it. I told him to turn over on his stomach - he turned over so fast that I wasn't sure I had seen him move - and put a glob of Vaseline in his crack and stuck my finger in his butt before putting a glob on my dick; I got on top of him and asked, "Ready?"

"Yeah... do it to me," he whispered, which almost made me laugh because I knew we could talk as loud as we wanted to and no one was gonna hear us.

I put the head of my dick against his hole and pushed... and we both gasped as my dick slid all the way in him and I heard him groan a little because it had slid in too fast.

"You okay?" I asked, staying very still.

"Yeah, I'm okay," he said. I started fucking him and man, it felt so good feeling my dick sliding in and out of him; he's moaning and saying how good it felt and so am I; the really good feeling hit me and I heard him say, "Oh, wow..." as I started shooting my stuff in his butt. He was grinding back against me and making it feel even better and I kept humping him until his butt squeezed my dick out now that I was soft again.

"My turn," I said. I was so eager to feel him doing it to me that I grabbed the Vaseline and applied it to my hole - and in it - and smeared it all over his dick... after I sucked it a little to get it nice and hard. I got on my belly and even reached back to spread my butt cheeks apart which wasn't easy to do with Vaseline all over my fingers but got it done enough to gasp loudly when he laid on top of me and his dick went in so fast it almost took my breath away.

He started fucking me and it felt really good; I could hear myself saying over and over, "Do it to me, don't stop, just do it to me..." He's grunting and groaning in my ear as he lay on me; I could feel him sweating and making both of our bodies kinda slippery. I could feel his dick starting to twitch a little; he started fucking me faster before plunging his dick all the way in me; I felt it swell up a little bit - that always felt strangely good - then it was twitching as he shot his stuff in me. We're both moaning and groaning and I was saying, "Put all of it in me! Give me all of your stuff!"[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Since it was my neighborhood, I knew it like I knew the back of my hand; we'd all explored every square inch of our box, every alleyway, where they all led and especially the number of empty buildings in the box and how to get inside every one of them and no matter how well someone tried to board them up. Some of those empty buildings were "really old" and weren't even safe to be in... but that lent itself to the appeal we had for them and our kid logic told us that if adults were looking for us, those places would be the last place they'd think to look since they made it their business to tell us not to go into any of them.

When I told him I knew where we could go, his face lit up like the proverbial Christmas tree; he started talking about how much he had wanted to do it with me and, yeah, what he had heard from some guys from my own neighborhood. I was kinda mad about that but, at the same time, I felt kinda good about it and, I thought, because I was gonna get to do it with a guy who wasn't a guy I already knew. We get to the place that was closest to where we were and he followed me in and he even mentioned how many times he'd walked right by this place on his way to school. We had several places in this particular building we could use to do it and I took him to my favorite place on the third floor of the old apartment building - and it was my favorite because we had knocked out the boards covering some of the windows so the light could get in. We had dragged some old mattresses in - and just as we had done for our other hideouts - and once we got to my favorite one (and don't ask me why it was), we didn't waste any time getting naked and appraising each other's pricks.

"You ever do it before?" I asked, fondling his dick until it got nice and hard.

"Once or twice," he said as he fondled me.

"What do you wanna do first?" I asked.

"What do you wanna do first?" he asked, throwing my question right back at me.

I hated this part of things and since I did, my answer was to take his hand and urge him to lie down and when he did, I got right to sucking his dick until he shot a lot of stuff in my mouth. We switched places and I was in heaven watching and feeling him sucking my dick, hearing him making a lot of sex noises and especially when I shot my stuff in his mouth.[/SIZE][/FONT]