You Men Drive Me Nuts!
Yeppers – you heard me right, you men drive me nuts! I'm in the mood – to be taken by two men at the same time, something I've always wanted to try, Beth Anne is of the same mood and inclination as I am. I'm thinking – sooo wrong here, that I could talk Tom and Steve into 'doing' me at the same time! Tom could do my ass – while I would take Steve vaginally, or if it was Beth Anne, Steve could take her ass and she would have Tom vaginally. Cool idea – right!
Oh hell no!!! I've seen BOTH – Tom and Steve look at porn where two guys are fucking one woman at the same time, and they liked it! Beth Anne and I – both, could tell that they guys were really into that and so we thought, 'Why not us?' So – a couple of weeks ago, Beth Anne and I started feeling out the guys about this and we thought they were going to be good with it. I think it was – Wednesday before last, or something like that, the four of us got together.
Beth Anne and I – both wore black garter belts, thigh high black stockings, and high heels that killed us both, we're farm girls and high heels aren't really our thing. We were both feeling killer sexy – and we were, and Beth Anne's white skin and her nice red bush were perfectly framed by those black garters and her thigh highs. Even more sexy – was when Tom slipped her large black enema nozzle into her perfect lil butt and that hose coming out of her ass was beautiful. If I had any doubts about being bi – well that ship sailed ladies and gentlemen. Both of us had taken a couple of enemas – before we got together at her's and Steve's house, so there was no worry about any mess. I'm not into scat – and when I explained to Beth Anne what that was, neither was she, not even!
The enema nozzle – the one that Beth Anne had Tom use in her, was shaped a lot like a butt plug and pretty big. [http://www.zity.biz/gallery/image/132294 - that KP-3 one] The chances of it leaking – were nil to none, and I put a condom on Tom's cock, and he took Beth Anne from behind while she was getting an enema. It was hot to watch – and her husband, Steve, and I were absolutely turned on by what we were seeing, and it was going to be our turn in a little while, there was no hurry. Well – not much of a hurry. 😉
I am loving being able to watch Tom's face – Beth Anne's too, when they get to the point where both of them are cumming, and this is in real life. It is something special to watch – it's also a view of Tom I don't get to see mainly because when the both of us are fucking, I'm hardly in any shape to just 'take in the sights' of him cumming to orgasm. It's something to see – and I don't think I will get tired of seeing it. The only problem we are having – is trying to make sure that the enema bag doesn't swing off of the hook because of all of the commotion going on, but so far we've been lucky.
It took a good hour – maybe a little longer, before Tom and Beth Anne were able to come back to earth after they 'got theirs' and Beth Anne released the last of her enema. Both of them were pretty – mellow, after their little performance, and I was more than ready to take on Steve. 😈
I got my enema bag ready – and hung it on the pole where Beth Anne's had been, and I got down into position on my hands and knees, not easy for this old gal 😉 and Steve got behind me. He needed me to spread my feet a little farther apart – then bitched about it when my right heel accidentally stabbed in near his right knee, but he soon forgot about that. It did cause him to slightly - 'deflate' but Beth Anne was getting ready to put his condom on after he slipped my own large enema nozzle into my ass, and I was wet already. Beth Anne bent down – just before she put Steve's condom on his cock, and took him into her mouth, and 'brought him all the way back to life' and then say over by Tom.
Both Tom and Beth Anne – were sitting directly in front of me and Steve, and glancing from one of our faces to the next, watching our expressions, just as I had done with them. Steve's cock was just starting to slid into my pussy – and both Tom's and Beth Anne's eyes were looking directly into mine as Steve slid further and further into me. I don't know exactly when – but I lost focus on their eyes and faces, as Steve was doing his magic behind me and those waves started building up and setting fire to the rest of my body, and I was losing contact with the real world. Every once in a while – between waves, I would drift barely back to earth to see Tom or Beth Anne or both, watching the two of us fuck. Probably more accurately – and probably the same applied to Beth Anne, they were watching me be fucked by Steve. He was doing a good job – and I am pretty vocal when I am cumming, moaning, grunting, sighing, and then there are the quivers, and that is when I am so far gone. I was lost in cum – and that fog that drifts in on waves and slams my core, and turns me all but loose.
The only thing I did different – we did differently, Steve and me, was that when he shot into his condom, we both kept him inside of me, and we lay down on our side, and he undid the clamp and started my enema. That 'after sex enema' - is the icing on the cake for me, especially since my 'core' is still quivering and I know I am still cumming, the warm enema filling me up feels soooo good. I do it a lot with Tom – especially when we fuck in the morning after he gives me an enema or before he gives me an enema.
Steve lays behind me – spooning, and my enema drains into my ass pretty fast, but we lay there, him playing with my girls, running his fingertips down the side of my ribs, my hip, and we catch our breath. My pussy is drenched – and Steve finally pulls out of me, and helps me to my feet, there is no way I can walk in those damn heels after I cum like that, and I just kicked the one that was still on, off. I made my way into their bathroom – and I got my relief and mopped up my cum, which was a lot, I almost thought I had leaked some enema, but I didn't.
They have a nice fireplace – and we brought the wine, and we turned off the lights and just all lay there in front of the fire. Perfect time to bring up – 'doing doubles', like Beth Anne and I want, but may have a harder sell than we figured.
It seems to be the four of us starting a 'tradition' - or maybe a custom, but when we get together, and those times when Ruthie & Dave are with us, that whoever's house we are at, we do the other wives husbands. Mostly that is Beth Ann & Steve – but when Ruthie & Dave are with us, if we are at their house, Ruthie will 'do' Tom and Steve, and at Beth Anne's, she will do Tom and Dave, and at my place, I do Steve & Dave, if they are in the mood. Mostly – lately, it's me and Steve and Beth Anne and Tom. Steve seems to like my kitchen 😉 - and he's done me a couple of times at my counter or leaned over the kitchen table. Maybe he likes to cook – and Tom and Beth Anne seem to be 'couch people.'
The four of us are very comfortable with each other – so Beth Anne and I thought the guys were sure to go for 'double doing' (what the hell is this called?) When we brought up the subject – in front of the fireplace, Beth Anne and I did most of the talking, usually we do that anyway. 😉 But we noticed the boys lack of 'input' - so we wanted to know, 'WTF?'
After pulling it out of them – syllable by syllable, we found out our guys don't want their 'boys' touching each other or coming in contact with each other! Why – their cocks might even 'scrape' against each other going into our 'holes' or one or the other's cum may touch the other guy! THE HORROR! Well – OK, guys, how about BOTH of you wearing condoms? Problem solved – right!? Oh – hell no! Not gonna – nope, not even, no way, forget it!
Beth Anne and I – both strained our eyes at how many times we were rolling them at their bullshit excuses. We pointed out – that they have seen me and Beth Anne, go down on each other, (I may or may not have written about that). Well – that's different. So how about you two – didn't even get to finish the sentence, let alone the thought.
BUT THAT IS THEIR CHOICE – and Beth Anne and I are good with it, especially me. It has been a long – long time, to get Tom to get into my having enemas, him giving me enemas, me giving him enemas, and opening up ourselves to our friends. This one – little thing, isn't going to derail what I have now, and what I want to keep. I know – and so does Beth Anne, that Dave (Ruthie's husband) wouldn't have a problem with another guy there, but that isn't our guys thoughts on the subject.
So we let the subject drop – drank our wine, and I watched Beth Anne roll onto her back, and spread her legs for her husband, to slip into her. It was a nice sight – and not too long afterwards, I was on my back, with Tom taking his rightful place inside of me.
And when Beth Anne – and I 'came to' and our boys were asleep, we both shook our heads and rolled our eyes. They drive us nuts – but we love 'em. 🌹