Metamour & Me

So, there he is. In the flesh. The guy who’s captured your heart. He’s handsome, I’ll give you that. Really shy, but he’s got a nice smile. That smile has probably got him out of trouble plenty of times before.

“You, um, want some wine?”

“Sure, yeah. Thanks. ”

“Oh, I’ll get it, babe. Don’t worry. ”

He’s well dressed, but casual. Unpretentious. I like his unassuming manners. He’s obviously not trying to compete with me or anything. But I’m equal parts intrigued and intimidated by him anyway.

“Please, sit down.”

“Thanks!”

You and I have been in an open relationship for quite a while now, but it’s been years since either of us was interested in a guy. I mean, you like men more than I do, we’ve talked about it often enough. It was always cute to hear about your crushes over the years, but the last time I dated a guy was… college, I think. So, of course, I was curious to know who this guy was. You were really hesitant to have us meet each other, but I assured you I just wanted to get to know him. If he was special to you, then that meant he was special to me.

“Cheers!”

“So, you and Cindy met through Tinder, huh?”

“Yeah. I wish it was more exciting than that.”

“I was kinda surprised Cindy even had the app set to show her men, to be honest.”

“In my defense, I was mostly looking for other couples.”

“Hey, fly that bisexual flag, babe. You know I’m all for it. ”

Our relationship is the thing I am the most sure of in my life. And that’s why I proposed to you last summer. No one knows me quite like you do. There’s a bond and partnership between us that feels totally unbreakable. That’s why it’s always been so easy to have an open relationship with you.

In fact, I actually like how much attention you get whenever we’re out and about. People are like moths to a flame when you walk in a room. They’re naturally attracted to you. And I love watching you flirt, just knowing that I’m the one who gets to wake up next to you every morning. And speaking of the bedroom…you’re an intense lover, full of passion. You constantly keep me out of breath. I love the curves of your body. I love the taste of your tongue. I love the feeling of your pussy in my mouth. And that never changes, no matter how many metamours we have over time.

“If it matters, this is all very new to me, too.”

“Oh, so you don’t have multiple relationships with non-monogamous bisexual women?”

“I’m afraid Cindy was the one to pop my cherry in that area.”

Huh. I bet you look really hot fucking him. Hearing him say that is giving me a lot of ideas, actually…the plan was just to have him over for drinks so we could get to know each other. But now…I can’t help but think about the two of you fucking. Watching you...fucking you while you fuck him…

My eyes trail from your thighs, just barely visible beneath the hem of your skirt, over to his hands, calmly resting on his knees. I can almost see the sparks between you two. Even though nothing has happened, the chemistry is undeniable. And I want to see more. I look at you and take another sip of my wine.

“C'mere, babe.”

I can tell you are a bit uneasy with the sudden shift in my voice. You lick your lips and slowly move to sit on my lap. Meanwhile, he watches everything. I wonder if he’s jealous, or thinks I’m trying to make him jealous.

“You promised you’d be nice.”

“I’m always nice.”

The feeling of your body on my lap sends shivers down my spine. I slide my hands over your hips. Feeling your curves under the flimsy silk of your skirt. I can feel that you're tense. He’s tense too. It’s cute how wound up you both are. My fingers trail up your spine...I reach around and trail them over your jaw...

“Isn’t she beautiful?”

“She is. You both are...”

I turn to face you, looking at your eyes with intent. You reach up and cup the side of my neck. Your lips look so delicious...

When we break apart, I look at him. He’s glued to the couch; eyes wide, lips parted. I look at you, hands still playing over your cheeks.

“You want him to join us?”

You bite your lip, pupils blown and I feel you nod against my shoulder. I press one last kiss to the top of your head and meet his eyes.

“Want to join us?”

“Can I...?”

I grin and nod. He moves slowly, letting both of us watch him as he comes closer. He really is very handsome.

“I want to see you both kissing. Please... ”

You smile at me like you’ve been caught doing something naughty. You bite your bottom lip. It's so sexy. He stops just in front of us, looking down at us, awaiting instructions. Such a good boy…you lean up and your lips touch his. Fuck. A warm rush of heat runs through me at the sight. There’s a mix of intense lust and a little bit of jealousy brewing in me. And it’s intoxicating.

When you break apart, his eyes are clouded. He looks over at me and…I kind of want to kiss him. I’m generally not attracted to men, but I like that he makes you feel good. And that makes me feel good. I bring one finger up to his face and part his lips. He sucks it into his mouth and tongues it generously. Oh fuck. That’s hot. He stares at me intently as his lips wrap around my thumb so submissively.

I retrieve my hand. Put my thumb in between my lips. I want to taste the flavor of his spit and yours mixed together.

“Holy fuck...”

He leans forward and kisses me hungrily.

“That’s hot. Oh my god...”

It’s been so long since I last kissed a man. His light stubble tickles my chin as I feel your breath on my neck. Mmm, fuck. You trail kisses down my shoulders and I can feel my panties getting wet. He bites down my lip while I’m still trying to figure out the next move. You already seem to know exactly what you want. You grab my hand from the side of his face.

“Baby…that was so hot. Look what it did to me. ”

You guide my hand underneath your skirt...drectly to your lace underwear. The fabric is warm…and soaked. I can feel your folds just underneath those flimsy panties…

“Let me taste you. Please. ”

“Us. Let us taste you. ”

I look at him and the gaze is electric. You lie down on the couch as I kneel on the floor next to him. He looks at me as he gently parts your legs. I grin as I slide down your slutty little thong.

I pull you closer to the edge of the couch. He kisses up your thigh…and I do the same. We slowly make our way up your body…coming closer to your delicious, juicy pussy. I part your lips with my hand...

“Fuck...”

“Relax, baby. Spread those legs wider for me. Show us that beautiful pussy. ”

When my tongue first flickers against your clit, your body shudders. Your wetness is fucking delightful. He comes closer, his breath tickling my cheek. He kisses the side of my mouth and we exchange a look before we both dive in.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, yeah…”

Our mouths dive in between your folds; Tongues rubbing against one another as they compete to savor more of you. My lips probe at your entrance, as he sucks your clit into his mouth.

This is so dirty, so fucking sexy. I am so turned on right now. I push just the tip of my finger into your tight wetness. Your walls are tight around me. Suddenly, you grab the sides of my face with urgency.

“Can I see him fuck you? Please? ”

I haven’t done that in forever. The possibility had not even crossed my mind before. But…It is kind of exciting. It feels like doing something…bad. Forbidden.

“Yes. Yes, please, let’s do that. I, uh…condom? ”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it, don’t worry…”

I bury my face in between your legs again, my own thighs trembling in anticipation. He hastily positions himself behind me…and then brings my pants and underwear down to my ankles. He squeezes my ass as I eat you out. And in one sudden and swift motion, his tongue licks from my clit all the way up to my asshole.

“Oh, fuck...”

He rims me, spit dripping down, while my tongue is still deep inside your pussy. This is so filthy and I fucking love it. You grab my hair, pushing me against your clit.

“Oh, baby…like that, please.”

By the time I finally feel his cock around my entrance, my pussy is throbbing, begging for stimulation. And I’m no stranger to penetration, of course. But it’s been a while since I last had a dick inside me. I have to admit…I’m really excited for this.

“Can I?”

“Yes, fuck me.”

He grabs my hips and plunges his cock deep inside. Fuck, his cock feels so hard. Oh, god…I love feeling him spread me apart.

“You both...you are so fucking hot.”

You pull my hair tighter and grind your pussy up against my face. At this point, you’re face-fucking me. From the front…from behind…I’m taking both of you completely in.

“Oh yes, baby…just like that baby, just like that.”

Your moans drive me crazy. I sneak one finger down to rub my clit. I can feel your thighs tensing up more and more as you start rubbing yours as well.

Fuck, my clit. Oh, god, that feels so good. I want to tell him to fuck me faster, but my mouth is occupied. I back my ass up into hs thrusts…and he gets the message. I pull away from your pussy for just a moment, just to take in a breath.

“I’m going to cum, fuck, I’m going to cum…”

You push my head back down and I quickly get back to work. You must be just as close as I am.

“Fuck, fuck! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!”

Your hips buck hard against my mouth. I pull away and watch your body jerk and seize with pleasure.

“I'm...almost there...”

His thrusts speed up and my whole body tingles. Fuck, here it comes. I’m going to cum…

“Oh my god...”

He slides his dick out of me with a whimper and rests his head on the small of my back.

“Shit...”

“See, baby? I told you you'd like him...”

I slowly sit up and glance over my shoulder at him. I wasn’t sure at first, but now…I think this little polycule is going to work out just fine.