An Unexpected Reaction

An Unexpected Reaction

 

An Erotic Male Chastity Novel

Elliot Silvestri

 

This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this work are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

 

An Unexpected Reaction

 

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A Green Bush Publishing Book

 

The characters and events portrayed in this work are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. Contains adult material that might not be suitable for all audiences. This work is a fantasy; in your own life be sure to follow safer sex practices.

 

All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

 

Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

 

 

 

About the Author

 

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Prologue

 

Contrary to popular belief, living in a full-time threesome (and by this I mean the traditional, much desired for by many men, two women and one man) isn’t as great as one would expect it to be.

I would know.

I’ve been living in one for a few years now.

It’s not exactly a secret, but it’s an open secret. When I’m asked about it and how great it is my response is pretty much the same every time.

“It has its ups and downs.”

Dude-bros will often reply to that with “I bet! Them going up and down on your dick, right bro?” This is inevitably followed by an upraised hand for a high five.

Women have a more nuanced response. Some have gentle, probing questions. Some are just awestruck. Some are confused. Some say nothing, but you can see their minds are going a hundred miles an hour trying to figure it all out.

And of course there are the uptight prigs who feel the need to judge all three of us.

Like everything in the world, it’s complicated. Much more complicated than is easily imagined.

The second most common question I get is “How did you get so lucky to be banging two babes at the same time?”

That question only comes from men.

The answer to that question is long and complicated.

 

 

Chapter 1

 

Yes, we got married too young. We knew that. We never should have gotten married right out of college, but it seemed like the right thing to do since Katrina and I had dated for the last two years of college. 

That was a bad decision. Too young. Too immature. We were distracted by getting our careers going. We had to move to a new city away from friends and family. Everything was a struggle. It wasn’t impossible, just a lot more difficult than we had imagined.

Eventually we got to the point where we were stable with our money and our careers. We both passed the magic number of thirty years on Earth and we discovered that while we still loved each other, we annoyed the hell out of each other as well. It wasn’t that we had fallen out of love. We still loved each other—mostly. But we annoyed each other as well. 

We knew some other couples that had tried to solve this marriage crisis by having a baby or buying a house. We didn’t want to make those stupid decisions.

Instead, we separated.

I took a room in a coworker’s house. Katrina stayed in our house. 

We said we’d keep working on our relationship and we started couples counseling. 

It turned out we were both lying to the other.

We weren’t supposed to date other people. We were supposed to work through our problems. 

I was horny. That’s my reason and my justification. I wasn’t going to ask Katrina if she wanted to have sex with me because I wasn’t going to humiliate myself like that. Instead, I made a profile on a hookup app (it definitely wasn’t a dating app, it was for sex, pure and simple). I figured it was a waste of time, but I was horny and stupid.

A week later I was out on a get-to-know-you date just to make sure the other person wasn’t a serial killer before having sex. 

Just to be clear, sex wasn’t an issue between Katrina and me. The sex had always been great. Maybe it hadn’t been crazy, but it was always good. As far as kink went, our line was anal and light bondage. Things a lot of couples did.

Sitting across from Danni I wasn’t sure what to say to her after our initial in-person greeting. 

Luckily she was a skilled conversationalist. “Ever date anyone named Clark?” she asked me.

“Uh…I’m not gay or bi.”

She rolled her eyes at me. “It’s a joke. Your name is Lewis. The other person is named Clark. Lewis and Clark. Okay, it’s a terrible joke, but still. And Clark could be a last name.”

I nodded. “Right. Sorry. Wasn’t thinking. Nervous. It’s been a while since I’ve been out on a date.”

“Your profile said you’re separated?”

Again, I nodded after finishing the last of my drink. “Yeah. A few months. My wife and I we’re trying to work it out.”

“So why are you out on a date with a stranger?”

“I’m human and I have needs.”

“You’re horny?”

I laughed a bit. “Yeah. You got it.”

“Me too. Shall we?”

I looked askance at her. 

“Shall we what?”

“Go back to my place and have sex,” she said flatly. “I’m human and I have needs as well.”

It was that easy. 

“Okay, sure.” I grabbed my jacket and stood up. Maybe I was a little too eager. 

As we exited the bar where we had met up she said to me, “By the way, I am.”

“You are what?” I was confused.

“Bi.” She gave me a wink. “But tonight I just want cock.”

And that’s how my relationship with Danni began.

Her apartment was also shared with a roommate who wasn’t home. Danni took me right to her bedroom and we got down to business. I just wanted to fuck, get rid of some sexual energy that couldn’t be released just by jacking off.

We kissed. She kicked off her shoes. She was tall for a woman, just a few inches shorter than my at six foot one. Without her heels she was shorter, but still taller than Katrina.

I tried not to think of my wife.

Danni wasn’t much like Katrina. She was taller, had black hair instead of light brown. Brown eyes instead of green-gray. She had bigger tits and a bigger ass and was curvier than my wife who had, like me, run track through college. We still ran together.

We had run together until we separated.

Before I knew it Danni had my shirt off and had her hand between my legs, cupping my cock through my pants. She broke off the kiss and looked at me strangely. 

“It’s like you aren’t really here,” she said. “Are you thinking about something—someone—else?”

I shook my head, lying. “No. I’m just amazed I managed to get this far with a beautiful woman like you.”

I could be charming when I needed to be.

Danni laughed and shook back her long black hair. “I want to get laid as much as you do. Can I give you a blowjob?”

I was surprised at her forwardness. “Uh…you don’t really have to ask.”

“I like asking. It’s polite. Can I ask for one thing before I start?”

“Sure.” As if I was going to say no to anything she asked. 

“I want you to take off all your clothes, but I want to stay dressed while I do it.”

I should have suspected something was up. Was she going to rob me? Murder me? Did she have hidden cameras running in the room recording us so she could post the video online? Wild speculation, but possible, right?

Other than removing her shoes and jacket, Danni was still fully dressed. 

“Yeah, if that’s how you want to do it.” I started to unzip my pants.

“Just to be clear, I still want to fuck, but I want to suck you first.”

“Right. Of course.”

She got down on her knees and waited for me to strip. She was wearing jeans and a flowered top that showed off a hint of cleavage but showcased her large boobs at the same time.

I dropped my pants and underwear. As I was in the process of removing my socks she leaned forward and grabbed my cock.

I was already fairly erect. Not rock hard, but kissing and the anticipation of getting laid with someone new for the first time in over a decade had me worked up.

“You’ve got a nice cock,” she said, examining my manhood for a moment. “Big but not too big. Proportional, not too thick or long. No weird curve. Sort of handsome as cocks go.”

“I didn’t realize you were an aficionado,” I said.

She smiled up at me, her lips enhanced by her bright red lipstick. “You wouldn’t believe.” With those words she leaned forward and engulfed my cock in her mouth and down her throat.

It was easy for her to deepthroat me. With seemingly little effort she got her nose all the way to my stomach. I could feel my cock going down her throat. This was something that Katrina had never done for me. I hadn’t asked and she hadn’t shown any interest in swallowing all of me. She’d given me plenty of blowjobs, but this was new to me.

Danni proceeded to suck my cock and work her hands up and down on me. When it came to blowjobs, Danni was an artiste. I appreciated it though it was odd to be standing in the middle of a virtual stranger’s bedroom getting a blowjob.

After a couple minutes of enthusiastic head-bobbing and lewd eye contact she finally backed off. 

“I can’t wait for you to cum in my mouth,” she declared.

“Okay, sure. I’ll give you a bit of warning.”

Danni shook her head. “No. Not right now. I want to fuck first. But you’ve got a great cock.”

“Thank you.”

She stood up and tossed back her hair again. “I’ve had guys cum when I just touch them. That’s annoying.”

“Glad I didn’t disappoint.”

Without ceremony she pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside. Underneath she had on a fancy black bra that made her tits look fantastic. I could just faintly see her dark nipples through the lacy material. She saw me staring at her tits.

“Like what you see?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” She unzipped her jeans and sat down on her bed. “Help me take these off. Unsexy, I know, but my ass looks great in them, don’t you think?”

“Definitely.”

She had purposely walked in front of me after we left the bar and went to her place. Her ass was a thing of beauty. Larger than Katrina’s but shapely, not fat. Of course the jeans she was wearing were skin-tight.

I helped her peel them off.

I had expected her panties to match her bra. Nope. Bright red. I desperately wanted to see her pussy, but I couldn’t say that out loud.

Instead, I kissed her knee and then her thigh. She parted her legs so that I could see the way the shiny satin-like material of her panties pulled against her pussy. 

“It would be an honor to eat you out,” I said to her, finding a bit of courage and boldness.

She dropped her head back and laughed, shaking her long black hair.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Danni waited expectantly and didn’t stop me when I reached up and hooked my fingers into the thin waistband of her panties. She lifted her hips as I started pulling them down.

Without a major production she was then bottomless but her legs were together. I quickly noted her red panties were actually a thong and an unbidden memory popped into my head. “I thought that women were supposed to wear matching lingerie when they went out intending to get laid.”

Once more Danni laughed in her deep, throaty laugh. “I don’t follow that rule. How does it go? ‘If her bra and panties match it means she made the decision to have sex for you.’ Something like that.”

“Yeah.”

“First date I never match my tops and bottoms, just in case he turns out to be a psycho or weirdo or creep or whatever.” She parted her legs and I saw heaven. “You aren’t any of those.”

I might have nodded. I don’t remember. Her pussy was beautiful. She had shaved or waxed or whatevered her pubic hair into a narrow decorative strip. Her lips were pink and puffy and begging to be kissed.

I did a hell of a lot more than kiss her sex.

I ate her out like a man starving for a meal after being on a deserted island for a year. Her pussy was strongly but pleasantly scented, a bit sour mixed with honey and spices. Finding her prominent clit was easy. Sucking on it made her gasp. I gripped her thighs and used my tongue, lips, and face to do everything I could think of to make her cum. 

At that point in my life I knew that some women were easy to make cum. Some never came at all. Some had to work at it for a long time to get a single orgasm. The grand total of my experience with women before Katrina was four (two high school girlfriends and two in college before her). All were different. It wasn’t that difficult to make Katrina cum.

It was exceedingly easier by comparison to make Danni cum. All it took was some firm sucking on her clit and refusing to let go of her thighs.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she screamed out and forced me away from her pussy with both hands. She lay on her bed and spastically convulsed for the next minute as I wondered if she was an epileptic and had failed to tell me.

“Okay, wow, we can definitely do this again,” she said when she had recovered.

“Anytime you need your pussy eaten…” I offered.

“Don’t let this go to your head, but that’s the best cunnilingus I’ve had in a long time. Maybe ever. Man or woman, you’re the best.”

My eyes went wide. “That’s a hell of a compliment,” I managed to say. “So…you really are bisexual?” I was stuck on that. I’m stupid. 

“Yes. But I want cock tonight.” She half rolled over and opened up her nightstand drawer. I imagined a hundred different things coming out of the drawer, but she just found a condom and handed it to me. “Put this on. Are you still hard?”

I stood up and showed her my still rigid cock. Eating pussy will do that to me. I fumbled a bit with the condom but eventually got it on. 

“Are you going to take off your bra?” I asked as I started to crawl onto the bed.

She shook her head and reached for my cock. Her hand went below my cock and grabbed my balls. I hesitated because I didn’t know what she was going to do. “I’ll take it off later. The last thing you want is my big tits flopping all over the place while we’re fucking.”

“Okay.”

She kept her hand on my balls and dragged me forward, not that she had to apply much force. As I neared my goal she shifted her grip and took my shaft in hand, directing it into her pussy.

The moment of penetration was amazing. I couldn’t think. I could only feel the way her pussy gripped me and invited me in. I couldn’t shake the fact that I was cheating on Katrina but it was okay because we were separated but it was still wrong but Kat’s pussy didn’t feel like this. 

Fucking Danni was amazing. I had debated jacking off before meeting her because I didn’t want to mess things up and cum too soon, but I didn’t, relying on my self-control and ability to have three orgasms a night. That’s nothing compared to Kat’s all-time record of thirty three (that I had counted), but still impressive for a man.

My nerves and determination kept me from cumming too soon. We fucked missionary, the most boring of positions but also one, if not the best, because I could hit all the right places inside her, slam my pubic bone down on her clit, kiss her, and look at her face as well.

Danni certainly wasn’t complaining. By my count I made her cum five more times. I left her covered in sweat and panting heavily. Eventually she had to make me stop thrusting.

“Can you go all night?”

I chuckled. “Well, not all night.”

“You’ve got a magic cock!”

“Maybe not magic…”

“Are you going to cum or do you have a problem?”

“I can cum.” I was sort of offended.

“Well? Are you going to?”

Maybe she took as much enjoyment in making her partner cum as I did. Although, realistically, my only real partner had only been Katrina.

I started fucking her again.

“Tell me when you’re going to cum.”

I nodded and focused. She looked up at me with adoration as I hammered away at her.

“I’m close,” I grunted.

“Cum on me,” she begged.

“What?”

“Pull out and cum all over me!”

She pushed back on me and I was confused, but I pulled out of her. Danni’s hands were grabbing at my cock. I didn’t know what to do. She stripped off the condom.

I got the idea.

I only needed to pump myself a couple of times before I unloaded all over her. Most of it landed on her stomach but I shot some up between her tits and onto her neck. 

Danni laughed in delight the entire time I was cumming. She rubbed my cum into her skin and tasted her fingers. Some of it got on her bra but she didn’t care.

“Spend the night with me?” she asked.

I spent the night. We fucked twice more. I liked making her cum. We fucked in every imaginable position. We exhausted each other. True to her word, one time I came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop. We were both sore the next morning but it was more than worth it.

That was my introduction to Danni.

 

 

Chapter 2

 

The next couple of months with Danni were wonderful. We clicked together sexually. We fucked at every opportunity. I wasn’t willing to go so far as to call her my girlfriend, but she was a friend with benefits. I was happy leaving it at that. 

And at the same time I was still meeting with Kat once a week for counseling sessions to see if we could get our marriage back on track. 

Naturally I didn’t say a word to her or our counselor about having a side piece.

It didn’t seem relevant.

Okay, that’s a lie. It was relevant, but it would have been counterproductive to mention it.

And then Connie, our counselor, suggested that maybe Kat and I needed to go out once a week on a date, like we had back before we got married.

Neither of us said anything at first. I was afraid it would mess up my relationship with Danni. I don’t know what Kat was thinking.

“Why are you hesitating?” Connie asked. “I thought you two wanted to get back together?”

“I do,” I said quickly. “I just wasn’t considering such a thing.”

“It might work,” Kat said carefully. “It would be like starting over, getting to know each other again.”

We glanced nervously at each other and I wondered how I was going to make this work.

The next day I asked Danni about it. 

I asked her about it when my cock was in her pussy. Maybe not the best timing. 

“What would you think if I went out on a date with Kat?”

She was riding me. I was watching her big tits bounce around and thought of how different they were compared to Kat’s. I was high on lust and didn’t give a thought to what I was actually asking.

“You want to go out on a date with your wife?”

“Uh…yeah?”

Danni stopped moving. “Probably a good idea if you want to get back together with her.”

“What about us?”

“Us?”

“Yes. Us.”

“Is there an us?”

“Of course there’s an us.”

“Eventually you’ll have to choose,” she said. “Unless you think your wife would be okay with you having someone on the side that you’re fucking.”

She wasn’t angry, but Danni had told me that she had never had a serious long term relationship and that she dated different people at the same time, though the best that I could tell right now I was the only one she was seeing at all. Unless she was fucking someone at her job. 

It was then I realized that having a girlfriend and a wife at the same time would be impossible.

“I don’t want to stop seeing you,” I told Danni, “but I want to stay together with my wife at the same time. I’m probably fucking this up. It’s not going to work out between us, is it?”

She scoffed at me. “Only if you just want to keep me as a friend with benefits.”

Eventually we agreed that I would take Katrina out on a proper date Friday night. 

“I’m sure I’ll find something—or someone—to do then.”

I was sure it was the beginning of the end, or maybe the actual end.

 

Meeting Kat at a restaurant where we were going to have dinner and conversation and nothing else was weird. It seemed normal but it wasn’t.

Almost by habit she allowed me to kiss her on the cheek when we met.

“This is strange,” she acknowledged.

“Yeah, but we want this, don’t we?”

“Yes.”

We had to relearn how to relate to each other. We kept the conversation neutral: work, family back home, and current events. 

Eventually Kat just blurted out, “So, are you seeing anyone? Besides me, I mean.” The way she said the words sounded foreign on her tongue.

“Uh…no. Why would you ask that?” I was lying, of course, but I wasn’t going to tell her I was fucking someone.

“Jane at work told me to ask,” she admitted. “She said just to get it on the record.”

“Oh. Well. Right. For the record, then: No. What about you? Seeing anyone?”

I wanted to say that Kat blanched at the question or her eyes went wide or some other unexpected reaction, but in honesty, I don’t think she did.

“No.”

“That’s good, I guess. I am jerking off more than I should.”

She gave me an exasperated glare. “Is that your idea of romance? Trying to seduce me into bed?”

“No. Just being honest. But, would that have worked if I was trying to seduce you?”

Her expression didn’t change. “No.”

All in all, the dinner with Kat went well. I gave her a kiss when we left to go to our respective homes, and she even reciprocated.

But I was horny and went right to Danni’s place.

When she opened the door for me she gave me the same look that Kat had given me.

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be on a date with your wife?”

I gave her my best crooked smile. “Aren’t you supposed to be out fucking some stranger?”

Danni smiled and shook her head at me. “It didn’t work out. Do you want to fuck?”

“Do you?”

“Yes.”

“Then yes.”

So, we fucked. As always, it was good. We left each other hot and sweaty and panting. 

“Okay, that wasn’t spectacular, but it was very, very good,” I said.

“Yeah,” she agreed. “Have you ever done a threesome?”

“Um…what?”

“Have you ever been in a threesome?” she repeated. “Or a foursome? Group sex? Swapping with another couple?”

“Uh…no.”

She frowned. “That’s too bad. It’s a lot of fun. Want to try?”

I had just cum a minute earlier, but after hearing her words, my cock didn’t know that. I was instantly erect again. “Uh…hell yeah!”

I climbed back on top of her. She was receptive and opened her legs to me. Penetrating her pussy was easy; she was still wet and well-lubed from my cum.

“How do you want to do this?” I asked Danni as I started pumping away. This was the most exciting thing to happen to me ever. Kat would never have suggested a threesome or involving other people in our sex life.

She laughed at me. “Aren’t you eager!”

“Fuck yeah!”

“I’m going to tell you the truth and you can’t get upset.”

“Okay,” I quickly agreed. It wasn’t like I was planning on spending the rest of my life with Danni. This was just a fun fling. A fun fling that had just got a lot more fun.

“There’s this guy I used to date…” she started and was distracted because I was fucking her.

I stopped fucking her when she mentioned a guy. “A guy?” I asked.

Danni laughed at me. She probably phrased it that way just to mess with me. 

“Yeah, a guy I used to date. I said threesome. I didn’t specify it was with another woman.”

“Oh.”

She fake pouted at me. “Not the fantasy you were hoping for?”

“Not exactly…”

“It’s okay. This guy I used to date is seeing someone else right now.”

“You’re just fucking with me now.”

“Maybe…but he was up for a foursome, if you are…”

What was I going to do? Say no?

“Tell me more.”

She told me everything. She had already made plans with Brice, plans that depended on me. I think she was getting off to the idea of Brice’s new girlfriend being introduced to group sex for the first time, just like me.

Little did I know what that entailed.

“I saved the best for last,” she said as I continued to pump her, literally and metaphorically. I was on the edge and knew I’d cum soon.

“What’s that?”

“Brice wants to watch me play with the other girl.”

I came so hard I was embarrassed for myself.

 

Chapter 3

 

It took some planning and scheduling but I told myself to be patient and let Danni work out the details with Brice. They were the experts. I had only one question for her.

“Aren’t we going to meet up before we have sex together?”

“Why? Haven’t you ever gone out and had sex with a stranger? One night stand? Bang on the first date?”

“Uh. No. Not even in college. I met my wife in college and that was pretty much that.”

She patted my face and gave me a kiss. “Then you’ll get to do a bunch of new things when we hook up with them.”

I was oddly okay with that answer.

It only took a week to set everything up. It seemed to take forever, but that was just my eagerness.

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay with me having sex with another man?” Danni asked on our drive to the hotel. They had decided on a hotel room to keep everything on neutral ground. It seemed safer too.

“Yes. Of course.” It wasn’t like Danni and I were a real couple. 

“How about me having sex with another woman?”

“That I am one hundred percent fine with. I’ll be happy to watch and participate as needed.”

“Don’t go thinking that your cock is the magic ingredient that makes it actually sex,” she teased me.

“Not for a moment.”

Brice had booked the room and sent Danni a text with the room number. I felt a bit like a spy or secret agent on the way up.

The man who opened the door wasn’t really noteworthy. Just someone you’d pass by and not notice at all. He was dressed in a blue Oxford shirt and black pants. It wasn’t like I was looking for a new friend. He was…fine.

“Brice!” Danni exclaimed and hugged him, giving him a kiss on the cheek as he brought us into the room. It was a standard mid-level hotel room with a huge king-sized bed. I briefly thought that maybe a pair of queen sized beds would have been a better idea. 

“Where’s Trina?” asked Danni. She was holding Brice’s hand like he was a cousin she had seen for the first time in years. It was only then that I realized the fourth member of our party was missing.

“In the bathroom freshening up,” he said as the bathroom door opened.

We all turned and looked at the woman rounding the corner.

I was surprised to see my wife walking into the room.

To her credit, she was surprised to see me as well.

If you’re reading this and hadn’t figured out it was going to be her, shame on you.

“Kat!” I blurted out.

She goggled at me. “What the hell are you doing here, Lewis?” she demanded.

“I could ask the same of you!”

We both didn’t know what to think or do.

I glanced at Danni. Her face had gone from eager happiness to confusion to worry.

Brice spoke first. “You two know each other.”

“Know her?” I snapped. “I’m married to her.”

Brice didn’t know how to process that. “You said you were divorced,” he said to Kat.

“I’m…actually separated,” she admitted. 

I glanced at Kat’s left hand. Her rings were missing. I was still unashamedly wearing mine.

Brice pointed at me. “To him?”

“Yes,” she said in a small voice.

“Well, this confuses things, doesn’t it?” Danni nervously asked. “What do we do now?”

Things clicked into place for me. “Have you been fucking him?” I asked Kat while pointing at Brice.

“Have you been fucking her?” Kat snapped back at me, indicating Danni.

“I think the answer to those questions is pretty fucking obvious,” Brice mumbled.

“I think we should leave,” Danni suggested. “This wasn’t what—”

“No,” I stopped her. “I came here to get laid. That’s what we should do.” 

I glared at my wife.

“Oh, big threat,” sniffed Kat. “Going to have sex with your wife in front of your girlfriend?”

“Maybe. But Danni promised me I could watch her having sex with another woman.” More things clicked into place. “Did…did you agree to that?” I was honestly shocked with my wife.

“This is too weird for me,” Brice commented.

“Yeah. I did. I thought that maybe fucking a woman would be better than fucking you.”

“You never complained before!”

“My horizons have been expanded.”

“By him?” I jerked my thumb at Brice.

“Yeah. Why? Does that upset you, Lew?”

I stiffened my spine. “Not at all.”

“What about this?”

Kat took two steps to Danni, sized her up, grabbed her, and kissed her.

“That’s more like it,” Brice said, nodding in approval.

I didn’t say anything, but my cock sure got hard. 

“Do you two want a show?” asked Danni after the kiss. It went on for far too long and not long enough.

“Hell yes,” Brice said quickly. “You know that’s why I set this up.”

Kat and I exchanged a look. I had bought into the foursome because it meant a chance for me to fuck another woman…and to see Danni fuck that same woman. I don’t know why Kat had decided to participate, but the stunned look on her face said a lot.

Maybe she was going wild and fucking everyone she could while she was semi-single. I couldn’t imagine her wanting to have sex with a woman.

Then Kat pulled Danni to her and gave her another kiss.

Brice sidled up to me. “Pretty fucking hot, huh? Your wife making out with another woman?”

I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do when Danni’s hands moved from Kat’s waist to the bottom of her shirt. The next thing I knew Danni was pulling it up and over her head. Kat was wearing a fancy lacy pink bra I had never before seen.

Was my wife buying new lingerie for another man?

From that point forward things moved too fast and too slow. Danni helped Kat out of her leggings, showing off her pink thong (and she rarely wore thongs) that matched her bra. Then they were on the bed. Then Danni’s clothes were off and the two women were rolling around on the bed half naked, making out.

I wanted it to stop and I wanted it to keep going.

It was weird standing next to Brice—a man I had just met—while watching the women. 

Katrina gave me a couple of surreptitious glances as she played with Danni. I didn’t know what to do or say. 

Maybe she didn’t either.

Danni took the initiative. She rolled on top of Kat, kissed her lips and then her neck and moved lower.

Kat had small tits. Not tiny, but since she was thin to begin with, her tits were proportional to her body. In short, Danni easily pulled off the new bra that Kat was wearing. She proceeded to suck on my wife’s nipples.

The little gasp of pleasure from Kat’s mouth made my cock ache. She had her eyes closed now. Was she focusing on the sensations or was she fantasizing Danni was someone else? Brice? Me? Anyone?

“Oh yeah,” Brice moaned in approval as Danni moved on again. Kat actually helped the dark-haired woman remove her little thong. She willingly spread her legs for my girlfriend. 

She moaned as Danni put her face between Kat’s thighs and licked her pussy.

The default setting with any straight man is a preference for lesbian porn. I was getting to see that now right before my eyes. Lesbian porn as interpreted by my wife and girlfriend.

I should have been ecstatic.

I was.

But I was also deeply confused and worried because I can’t let anything just be.

Apparently Danni knew how to eat pussy because she shortly had Kat writhing around and clutching the sheets and panting heavily. I knew my wife. I knew she had trouble cumming from oral but I also knew all the signs of an impending orgasm from her.

Watching her cum with Danni was something I never knew I wanted until I saw it.

After Kat came Danni lifted her face from my wife’s pussy and smiled. The two women shared a little laugh of pleasure. 

“Wow. That was…fucking incredible,” Kat said with enthusiasm.

“Want me to keep going?” asked Danni and then licked Kat’s pussy before she could answer.

“Uhh…yeah.”

Danni paused and looked at me and Brice. “Want to fuck me while I eat out your wife?” she asked as she wiggled her large ass back and forth.

Brice shouldered me forward. “Hell yeah he does!”

I stumbled toward the bed and just started undressing. It seemed the thing to do. Danni wasn’t looking at me getting naked. She was already focused again on Kat. 

My erection sprang out of my underwear and I was almost ready. I had a moment of clarity as I approached Danni and turned around to grab a condom out of my pocket. We had brought them along in anticipation of me fucking a stranger, but now I was going to use it while fucking my girlfriend in front of my wife. I didn’t want to have to explain to Kat why I was raw dogging Danni, a woman I had barely known for two months.

It seemed the right thing to do to pull off Danni’s black lace panties, exposing her ass and pussy. Reaching between her legs I found she was already soaking wet. No cunnilingus or lube would be needed.

I put one hand on Danni’s hip to steady her and the other on my cock to guide it in.

Somehow Kat sensed what I was about to do. She opened her eyes and looked at me as I pushed into Danni’s pussy. My girlfriend paused in eating out my wife to let out a little moan. 

It was too late to have second thoughts or regrets.

Luckily I didn’t have any of those.

I started fucking Danni, thrusting my hips back and forth so that my flesh softly slapped against her generously proportioned ass.

Kat watched me. I looked at her. Her eyes were full of lust which was much better than her glaring at me with anger or hatred.

“Do you like fucking her?” she asked me.

“Yeah…” What the hell else was I going to say?

“Have you been fucking her?”

“Have you been fucking him?” I indicated Brice.

We both knew the answers to those questions.

“Make her cum,” Kat ordered.

I was fully intent on that. Danni wasn’t really doing oral on Kat any longer. Just a little bit of licking while I plowed her. 

Adjusting my hands on her ass, I pressed my thumb against Danni’s tight brown little pucker. She moaned deeper as I just barely penetrated her ass and kept thrusting into her.

I never would have imagined our marriage winding up like this.

“Are you going to cum in her?” asked Kat.

“I’ve got a condom on,” I grunted at her. I was close and Kat knew it.

“Fuck her harder. Make her cum.” 

It was odd to hear those words, but I went with it. I pressed my thumb deeper into Danni’s ass, knowing she loved that. It didn’t take long. I knew how to make Danni cum. 

“Fuck fuck fuck!” Danni cried out as her pussy tightened up on my cock. I savored the flash of heat on my flesh. After her peak she moaned long and low.

“I’m gonna cum,” I announced for everyone’s benefit.

“Don’t cum in her!” Kat demanded.

“I’m using a condom,” I reminded her.

“Cum on her ass,” Kat continued. 

Who was I to deny such a wish from my wife? It might have been more interesting to cum on Danni’s face, but that might have been pushing the limits a little too much.

Since I was right on the edge, I pulled all the way out of Danni—making her groan in complaint—and quickly rolled off the condom. It only took a few pumps of my fist before I exploded all over Danni’s ass and back.

I shot it much further than I intended, halfway up Danni’s spine.

From my perspective it seemed like a huge amount as well.

“Don’t move!” Kat warned as she moved herself away from Danni’s face.

I watched in amazement as Kat knelt next to Danni and ran her fingers through the little puddles of cum. Then I was amazed again when Kat tasted me from her fingers. She gave me a lascivious smile and then did it again, but this time offered her cum-dripping fingers to Danni who happily sucked my seed off my wife’s fingers.

What the fuck.

It wasn’t like Kat had never tasted my cum. I’d cum in her mouth plenty of times during blowjobs, but this was something new. I liked it. 

“Fucking righteous!” Brice loudly declared.

I had forgotten he was there and suddenly had a bit of embarrassment over what I had done with the two women, which was stupid, but there’s no way to change how certain emotions will hit.

Looking at him I was surprised he was still fully dressed. I at least expected him to have his cock out to jerk off. 

“Don’t you want to join in?” I asked him. I wasn’t sure if I was offering him to fuck my wife or girlfriend.

Before he could answer, Kat sniggered and said, “He can’t.”

Danni sighed. “Oh, Brice. You have got to be kidding me.”

“What? I can take it off if I want.” His tone was one of protest.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

Kat sighed, shook her head, and rolled her eyes. “He can’t. He’s living out a weird fantasy kink.”

“Watching a threesome?” I asked. Which was fine, but mild as kinks went.

“Not hardly,” said Danni. “Show him, Brice.” I felt out of the loop. Everyone knew what was going on but me.

Only now did the other man look the least bit ashamed. “Really? That’s not what I—”

“Just fucking show him,” Danni cut off Brice. “We don’t want a big song and dance when there’s an easier solution.”

I wasn’t sure if Brice was suddenly proud or embarrassed.

“Okay. Fine.” He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.

For just a moment I thought he was a cyborg and had a metal cock.

No, he just had a cage around his cock.

“Uh…you don’t want to have sex?” I asked, more than a little confused.

Danni sighed. “No. He liked to heighten the anticipation of sex by putting on a chastity cage.”

“It’s much more complex than that!” Brice protested.

I turned to Kat. “So you weren’t fucking him?”

She had the good manners to look abased. “No. I fucked him. But he wears that most of the time and I have to take it off him.”

“It’s weird,” said Danni.

“It’s fun and kinky,” said Brice, not the least bit ashamed of himself.

I don’t suppose there was any reason to be embarrassed. It just wasn’t my kink.

“Do you want to have sex?” asked Danni.

“No! I want to wait until Trina and I go home.” Now he looked a bit ashamed. “Well, I was planning on that until I found out she was your wife,” he said to me.

“Since when have you been going by Trina?” I asked her. 

“Just trying something new,” she said breezily.

“Where’s the key?” asked Danni.

“In my purse,” Kat replied.

“No!” Brice protested and put his cock away, zipping up his pants so quickly I was worried that he would catch his dick in the zipper…but that really wasn’t a risk.

“Don’t you want to cum?” asked Danni, biting her lip, teasing him. “I remember when you got that thing out. You know how to use it. Why keep it hidden away?”

“I like wearing it,” he said firmly. “I’m not taking it off.”

Danni changed tactics. “You know, I can make you cum while wearing it.” She turned to me. “We’ve done that before.”

I shook my head. “What? He can’t even get hard in that thing. Or can he?”

“Want me to make you cum with your little cage on?” she asked Brice.

I could see he was wavering. “Right here and now?” It was obvious he wanted to say yes.

“She’ll help me.” Danni indicated my wife. “Did you bring any toys?”

“No. Just lube and condoms.”

After a promise not to remove his cage, Brice relented.

I wasn’t directly involved but it was a fascinating thing to watch. Brice stripped and lay down on the bed. The cage looked heavy on his soft cock. There was a thick ring that went around his unit, behind the balls. The shaft was covered in what was essentially unbendable birdcage-like bars that locked onto the retaining ring. 

At Danni’s direction, Kat sat on Brice’s face. From his grin before it disappeared under her pussy, I could tell he liked that bit of torment. As I watched, Danni got between his legs, and put some lube on his taint and her fingers. Brice had to bend his knees but it was obvious from Danni’s hand that she was pushing a finger up his ass. With her other hand she rubbed his taint and manipulated his cage.

It was weird.

It was sort of hot too.

His flesh swelled in the cage and it had to be painful. Under Kat’s pussy I could hear him moaning in frustration.

“It would be easier with a dildo up his ass,” she said but gamely massaged his asshole with her fingers. 

It was definitely something he was into. When he came it was both unimpressive and bizarre. Suddenly his cock was spewing cum while he was soft. His body tensed and his moans under Kat’s pussy intensified as he orgasmed.

“And that’s how it’s done,” said Danni as she cleaned her fingers with a washcloth from the bathroom.

“Oh, Danni, you really know how to ring my bell.” Brice was a bit of a poet.

“Yeah, don’t get used to it. I’m not doing that again for a long time.”

Looking at my wife, Brice asked, “Want to go back to my place and have some more fun?” he asked her.

Much to my surprise, Kat said, “I think I want to go home with my husband tonight.”

Danni didn’t object. It wasn’t like she and I had a commitment to each other but Brice was sorely disappointed.

 

Chapter 4

 

Kat and I drove separately to our house. Technically now it was hers, but it still felt like home to me. We said nothing as we entered it together. We still said nothing as we went to the bedroom, quickly stripped each other, kissed like we were teenagers, and fell into the bed.

Getting hard was easy. Slipping my cock into Kat was easy; she was hot and wet and ready to be fucked. 

The difficult part was facing her as we were in the missionary position. 

“About tonight—” I started to say.

“It was great and fucked up and I want to do it again, but right now I want you to fuck me like we’re a normal couple.”

I could do that. The sex was fast and intense and I made her cum to the point of being so loud I was sure the neighbors were going to call the police about an attempted murder. 

“Thank you thank you thank you,” she said over and over after I came—with great relief—inside her.

“I have just one question about tonight,” I said to her after we were done.

“I’m not going to promise to answer it.”

“What are we going to tell Connie?”

Katrina didn’t have an answer to that. We’d have to discuss it the next time we went to couples counseling with her.

 

“We’re doing much better!” I said with far too much enthusiasm when Kat and I sat down on the couch in Connie’s office. We were sitting next to each other and I grabbed Kat’s hand to prove to Connie that we were indeed doing much better.

It was a little too much.

Both women looked at me like I had completely lost my marbles. 

I had to remind myself that Connie wasn’t going to suddenly tear off her clothes to have sex with me and Kat. (Not that I would have stopped her. Connie was an attractive woman, but she was there in her role as a therapist, not a sex kitten. I had no idea what she did on her personal time. Maybe she was a virgin. Maybe she was a much desired dominatrix at the local BDSM club. There was no way to see inside someone else’s head.)

“So something has changed then,” Connie said evenly.

Kat extracted her hand from mine and gently held my fingers on her thigh. She was controlling me. 

It was for the best. I wanted to tell everyone I had fucked two women at the same time—one of them my wife and one of them my girlfriend—and everything was right with the world.

“We needed an actual romantic date to get things back on track,” said Kat with a smile.

Connie was skeptical. “I don’t normally see this sort of dramatic change in a couple.”

“Full disclosure,” said Kat, which set my heart racing. “The date went well…and we went back to our place and had sex.” She cleared her throat a little. “And a lot of sex after that, as well.”

“A relationship isn’t all about sex,” Connie reminded us.

“True, but that got us talking seriously again and we…reconnected.”

Kat was giving her a mixture of truth and lies, but I didn’t expect my wife to tell Connie everything about our unexpected foursome with Danni and Brice. We had promised each other to tell our therapist only that we were back to having sex, not that we had involved other people.

The lies were spinning out of control. I didn’t mind. 

“So what are your next steps?” she asked us.

Kat and I looked at each other immediately. “I’m going to move back in.”

 

The real communication started when I moved back into our place. I decided to go for one hundred percent honesty with Kat because I had nothing to lose.

“So…how long have you known you were bisexual?” I asked her that night when we sat down to dinner together.

Kat stirred her fork thoughtfully through her rice. “I think I’ve always known…but I never realized exactly what I was feeling.” She looked up at me. “Don’t get me wrong. I still prefer men, but before when I was thinking about how beautiful a woman was, I thought it was just my appreciation for seeing the beauty in everything. I had some dirty thoughts, sure. But I never intended on having sex with a woman.”

“I don’t think that’s the truth,” I speculated, knowing I was treading on thin ice.

“Why would you say that?”

“Because Danni told me that she set up the date with Brice so that he and I could watch his girlfriend and my girlfriend have sex. Plus all the extra stuff. Did you lie to him about wanting to sleep with a woman?”

She blushed. My wife, who had just recently come out to myself and herself as bi, blushed.

It was hot.

It was cute.

“Okay, I did agree to that, but I didn’t think it would happen.”

“Did you want it to happen?”

The silence between us punctuated the moment. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest.

Her voice was soft when she answered. “I sort of did. Are you ashamed of me?”

“Hell no. I’m proud. You’re sexy and beautiful and even more when I know I can get to watch you have sex with other women. And other men if you want.”

She looked down at her plate. I could see red tinging her cheeks. “Would you want to watch me again?”

“I would give anything in the universe for that. Would you want to do it with Danni?”

“She was pretty and sexy,” Kat admitted. Then she looked up at me with a frown. “Really? You’re calling her your girlfriend? What the hell?”

“Is Brice your boyfriend?”

She blew out her breath. “He used that term, but I don’t think so.”

“Why not?”

“Everything with him is so…complicated.”

“Like the cock cage?”

“That’s just the start of it.” She took a deep breath. “Would you think less of me if I asked you to set something up between me and Danni?”

“Just the two of you or can I be there as well?” I grinned. My cock was hard in my pants. She looked up at me with eyes that told me we weren’t going to finish dinner, not without fucking first.

“You can be there…but it won’t be about you.”

 

“This is…not what I expected,” said Kat as we sat down at the table together. Instead of going straight to sex, the women had decided they wanted to do an actual date. I figured that since it had worked well for me and Kat, it couldn’t hurt.

Danni looked around the restaurant. We had met in the lobby and been seated almost right away. “It’s a pretty typical place. Kinda nice. What were you expecting?”

“I mean, being on a date with two people at the same time,” Kat said nervously, keeping her voice low even though absolutely no one was paying the slightest attention to us at all.

“Oh. Okay. I see what you mean. I’ve never dated two people at the same time either.” She gave us each a wink.

I was puzzled. “I thought you were the expert on this.”

Danni made a weird noise. “No. I’ve dated men and women in the past, but always separately.”

Kat’s face had turned white. “But you said you’ve done threesomes before.” Again she looked around nervously and again, no one was paying the least bit of attention to us.

“Yeah, I’ve had sex with couples, but I haven’t dated them.”

“Is that what we're doing?” I asked. “Dating?”

Danni gave me the eye. “Yes. And if you play your cards right, sailor, you can take me home with you tonight.”

“I certainly fucking hope so,” said Kat. Her face now turned bright red with embarrassment. “Did I say that out loud?”

We both nodded.

“Shit.”

“I think this is win-win-win,” I announced. “As long as none of us do or say anything stupid during dinner, we’re going to have a great evening.”

We had gone beyond just contemplating having a tripartite relationship. We were actually going to try to do it.

By any measure I had at that point, it was insane.

It was only going to get more insane.

My assessment of Danni had been excellent. Though I hadn’t been looking for an additional partner for Kat (or myself) Danni fit the bill for both of us.

Needless to say, no one fucked up during dinner. We went back to the house Kat and I shared.

Though we had all had sex before, now suddenly the three of us got shy the moment the door closed. We chatted in the living room. We had some drinks. It all came down to who was most eager and most horny and willing to risk it all. 

That was Danni. 

She stood up and said, “This was a wonderful evening. Should I go or stay?”

Kat was cautious. “What do you mean?”

“I mean…do I get to see your bedroom? Am I spending the night? Or should I leave?”

“Stay,” I blurted. “Spend the night.”

She turned to Kat. “Do you mind if I fuck your husband?”

Kat stood up from the couch. “Actually, he’s going to have to deal with me fucking you.”

I was happy that my wife was eager to get back into bed with another woman. I was a bit disappointed that I wasn’t immediately being included in their plans, but I had to roll with it. What choice did I have?

Kat grabbed Danni’s hand and pulled her back to the bedroom. I followed. 

The moment they were in the bedroom Kat showed her mettle by kissing Danni like they were old lovers. My cock stiffened in my pants.

Danni reciprocated. The kiss was intense. I didn’t interrupt, especially when they started to undress each other.

Kat wasn’t wearing especially fancy lingerie this time. She was back to an old standby set of bra and panties that were silky and sexy, but I’d seen her in them before. 

Danni wasn’t nearly so reserved. She was wearing a black pushup bra that did wonders for her tits. This time she was wearing a matching black thong; clearly she had come with the intent of getting laid.

All of that didn’t matter because Kat and Danni moved to the bed, still kissing, still not inviting me, and they slowly worked off their bras and panties.

I couldn’t help myself. I undressed as well, dropping my boxer briefs to slowly stroke my cock as I watched them. They didn’t object but they didn’t invite me to join them either. 

Kat wasn’t going to play the role of the shy bisexual just figuring out her sexuality. She was on top of Danni, kissing her, fingering her, before she asked, “Can I go down on you?”

“Please!”

Maybe Kat showed a hint of shyness as she moved down between Danni’s legs, but she didn’t so much as look at me. It was Danni who focused on me as my wife went to work on her pussy. Danni moaned a little, licked her lips as she continued to stare at me working my cock, and then put her forefinger and middle finger on opposite sides of her mouth, sticking out her tongue to hammer the point home how my wife had changed. 

Or maybe my wife was now just being honest about who she was.

Danni smirked at me and closed her eyes as Kat continued to work on her pussy. 

I took a risk and moved to the bed, not touching either of them, but laying down where I could watch up close.

Danni took some pity on me and grabbed my already hard cock, pumping me with her hand, as Kat serviced her.

Maybe Kat was a natural at eating pussy. Maybe she did to Danni what Kat liked. Maybe Kat just knew how to listen to her partner's cues; she was excellent at giving blowjobs as well. Kat used her mouth and fingers on Danni until my girlfriend gasped, twisted her hips, and shook with an orgasm.

Kat sat up with a look on her face like the cat that had caught the canary, or maybe the cat that had licked the cream. She saw Danni jerking me off but didn’t object.

“What now?” she asked. I saw Kat move her hand down to her pussy and rub herself. Getting Danni off had worked up her libido.

“You tell me,” said Danni, pulling Kat’s face up to hers for a kiss. She had to taste her own pussy on Kat’s lips. “The problem I’ve always had with threesomes is there’s always a bit of a twosome going on while the third person watches.”

“I’m fine with watching,” I said.

Danni smirked at me again.

Kat was the one who objected. “No. We have to do this together.”

“How?” asked Danni. It was obvious she had something in mind, but she wanted Kat to make a request.

“I want Lew to fuck me while you eat my pussy.”

Sounded like Heaven to me. 

Danni was fine with it.

After a bit of discussion we opted for the women to get into a 69 position with Danni on her back. Kat was on her hands and knees allowing me to penetrate her while Danni could continue to lick her pussy.

Kat loved being the center of attention.

I could feel Danni’s tongue working on Kat’s clit while I fucked my wife. Danni would occasionally switch from Kat’s clit to licking my shaft. She even went so far as to take my balls into her mouth, which slowed my pace of fucking, but was more than worth it. 

Kat came several times. Both Danni and I laughed at her after each peak where she would moan loudly and then beg, “More. More please!”

Eventually I gave out and came inside her, aided by Danni’s nimble tongue. That was great.

What was mind blowing was Danni then plunging her face back into Kat’s pussy, licking her, cleaning up my cum.