One was not enough... Part 2 [FFM] [In which we go to a sex party, I get spanked, and we plan a threesome] | 2016

S was pretty involved in the BDSM scene. She loved getting dressed up in lingerie- often black thigh high stockings, a small, tight leather skirt and a strappy lacey black bra- and attend BDSM happy hours at a downtown bar. These happy hours were just a way for people to meet, have a few drinks, and play. Some weeks they had workshops in rope play or flogging. Since her and I started fucking, I had learned a lot about the scene. We shared sexy clothes, she would teach me about different kinds of kink, about rules and communication. It was all very hot and exciting and I couldn't wait to go the BDSM club with her.

Fast forward to Thanksgiving, that weekend the BDSM club was hosting their annual "Spanksgiving" party. S and I had been planning on going, figuring out our outfits and discussing what we'd hope would happen for days. We were giddy with excitement.

All of a sudden, the day before, after 4 months of no communication I got a text message from A, in New York. "Hi! How are you?" he asked nonchalantly. I asked him about his weekend, and found out he was only about 1.5 hours away, visiting family. "So close, but yet so far" I texted him, the thought of him being so close made my pussy tingle.

"What are you up to this weekend?" he asked and I thought, well might as well make him suffer. "I am going to this sex party with this girl I've been seeing." I kind of wanted to show him what he was missing. "Be right over!!" he joked. But I knew he wasn't really joking.

"How would you feel if I really came?" He asked a few hours later. I wasn't sure, part of me wanted him there, knowing that I would get fucked the way I wanted. I needed. It excited me to think about S and A meeting, too. But then again, we weren't together anymore. I was seeing S. I was going to the sex party with her. "I don't know. Maybe?" I responded. "No pressure or expectations. I just think it would be really hot to watch her make you cum." The thought of him watching us fucking made my head spin.

"Ok!" I said, "come!" "Are you sure?" he asked. "Yes! Come! I think it will be fun"

When he finally knocked on my door the next afternoon, my heart started racing. We hugged hello for a long time and settled in on my couch. I wanted to fuck him before going to the sex party, wanted to be able to look over at him from across the room hours later and think about how his cock had felt inside me before. But I tried to keep it together.

We caught up, but couldn't hold back very long. The chemistry between us was palpable. He leaned in to kiss me, and I pulled back a bit, simultaneously grabbing the back of his neck to show him that I wanted it, but that I wanted it slow. I wanted to linger in the moment. We breathed in barely touching lips and quickly exploded in an incredible passionate and longing kiss that ended as he lead me to my bed. "What do you want?" he asked me, knowing the answer full well. "I want to suck your cock," I said coyly. I loved sucking his cock, more than anything else. The feeling of filling my mouth up was incredible. I love knowing that I am giving him pleasure, knowing that he can fuck my mouth however he pleases, that he can fill me up with cum whenever he wants to. Its the balance between having all the control, and no control at all that turned me on so much about sucking his cock.

I started slowly, by kissing and licking the shaft on his cock, then opened my mouth wide to let his whole length enter me. I heard him exhale deeply, it felt so good to feel him in my mouth again. I pressed my lips around his cock and moved my head up and down, sucking gently at first, and then harder, all the while feeling his hands in my hair, pushing me down on his cock further and further.

"Come here," he said after a while grabbing me by the hair and pulling me close to his face. His tongue entered my mouth and he kissed me long and slow. "what do you want?" he asked again. "fuck me, please fuck me" i responded. I laid on my back as he grabbed a condom. I opened my legs and guided his cock inside me. I was so wet from sucking his cock, "i think I am going to cum so quickly," I said.

He kissed me, more and more, as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper inside me. I closed my eyes and let the waves of pleasure crash over me. With every push deeper inside my pussy I felt closer to cumming. He could tell and with a really tender voice said "cum for me." That always pushed me over the edge, and I found myself cumming- hard- on his cock, as he kept fucking me, harder, and faster as my pussy contracted around him. Deep moans escaped my body, as I braced myself. Finally, he slowed down, and looked down at me smiling.

I recovered for a few breaths but quickly wanted more. I went back down to suck his cock. "I want to taste you," I whispered as I slipped his cock deep into my throat. My wetness on him tasted musky and sweet, it reminded me of S. I sucked his cock just the way he loved it, until he came, out of breath, right in my mouth. I swallowed, and let the taste of his cum linger in my mouth. I wondered if S would be able to tell that I had sucked his cock before coming to the party.

We kissed and laid together, smiling for a while. I got dressed, asking him for his opinions on my outfit. I settled on a strappy red and black bra, thigh highs and a black, very short skirt.

We met S at the BDSM club. A and S hugged hello, and gave each other a knowing smile. While A bought us drinks, S looked at me and said "you fucked him already, didn't you?" something about my smile must have given it away "you're a bad girl," she said and squeezed my ass.

The downstairs area was to mingle and have cocktails, the upstairs area was strictly for playing. Very quickly S and I were approached by a guy with one of those electric wands that shock you. S, always wanting to both torture and pleasure me, told me to sit down. With A watching, she ran the wand across my nipples, down my thighs. The man whose toy it was asked her to use a different attachment as she got closer to my pussy. It was a spiked, metal wheel, like a spur. she gently put the wheel back on my thigh, and I tensed up. The sharp spikes in combination with the electric shocks hurt. A lot. I looked up at A, who gave me a tender smile. S ran the spur up my thigh, and over my panties right on my slit. I tried to wiggle out, but S grabbed my thigh, and looked over at A "grab her leg,: she said. Suddenly I had them both holding my legs open, my legs were shaking. I couldn't take much more of it. S stopped and gave me a hug. I wondered about fucking both of them at the same time, feeling them so close to me was intoxicating.

I knew they weren't done with me. S grabbed my hand and led me to this leather bench. I kneeled on it, and bend over the top part. They both stood over me and pulled up my skirt. They each started gently caressing on side of my ass. First S grabbed a flogger, and started with a slow and good rhythm Each time the leather strands landed on my ass I screamed, I squeezed A's hand. She wanted him to have a go. I could hear her encouraging him as he landed the smacks right on my ass, one after another, after another.

We grabbed another drink. I loved seeing them together. I wanted S to feel the kinds of pleasure I felt from A's cock. I wanted to see her face as he entered her. But now was not the time, I thought. A is only here tonight. I got lost for a little while, watching people around the room getting tied up, getting flogged, getting fucked. When I found them again, S was bent over the spanking bench, and A was delivering loud and clear spanks on her perfectly round ass. With every thump she yowled, and I could tell she was loving it. He was taming her, even she couldn't resist him.

I wanted to see more of that.

When we said goodnight to S I was tempted to ask her to stay, but didn't A and I went over every minute of the night, discussing what we thought was hot, what we liked. We had been so turned on by the whole night that it didn't take more than a few minutes to fuck again.

He went back to NYC in the morning. I was sad to see him go. His visit made me realize what I'd been missing. I am pretty sure I masturbated as soon as he left, just thinking about how he had fucked me the night before, what his cum tasted like in my mouth, and what it looked like when he was spanking S' beautiful ass. I wanted to have them both. Together.

S and I had been planning on going to a party in NYC the next weekend. We could all sleep at A's place, I thought. Maybe then we could have that amazing threesome that I am sure we were all already imagining...