I enjoy the sun on my face and my naked body. Amisa skilfully sucks my naked shaft. The tip of her tongue runs along the edge of the bulging glans glistening in the sun. Our eyes meet. She puts her mouth over the tip of my cock, pushes it far up my shaft and releases it with a pop. My thick hard-on bobs back and forth.
She climbs over me. She grabs my cock, pushes back the foreskin so that my bulging glans looks like a shield propelling to crack her open, and positions her hot, dripping pussy over it. She slowly lowers her pelvis over my cunt drill, which widens her and gradually takes me all the way inside her. When she is sitting on me and I am completely inside her, she moves her pelvis and kisses me long and hard.
She releases her kiss, holds my head in her hands, looks at me and asks gently: "How is it that Kay and you lead such a sexually open life? Why don't you mind sharing each other?"
"We have no real choice," I reply.
I can see the question mark on her face.
"Well, we just have too much desire to have sex with other people. An exclusive relationship would have quickly fallen apart."
"Was that hard to get used to?"
"Not really. Neither of us was in a relationship when we got together because we didn't want to do without others. Of course, we always had sex with the same people -- as we found out later, we even had sex with people the other had had sex with -- but we always had several sex partners at the same time. It was a mixture of regular partners and one-night stands."
"Which hasn't changed," Amisa grins and moves her pelvis over my hard-on.
"Exactly. Because that's how we wanted it. - To come back to your initial question: the difficult thing, the adjustment, was getting used to the fact that we were a couple now, that we belong together and that the other person was more than just a sex partner. Because with our regular sex partners, we are connected by sympathy, friendship, trust and desire for each other. These are also elements of a partnership based on love. The only distinguishing element is love. But what is that? What is the difference or the addition to the other elements? It's not that easy. Just remember that all too many people confuse lust and love and think they are the same thing."
"That's true," sighs Amisa. "Both work separately, but the best thing is when they complement and inspire each other. - And what's it like for you when you see Kay having sex with someone else?"
"It turns me on."
"Really?!"
"Yes, the first time I saw her was in a club and it was so hot to see her fucking someone else, another fat cock thrusting into her sweet, naked cunt, that I wanted her too."
"When Lucia had your hard-on in her mouth, it made me horny for him too," she mumbles [as told in the previous story].
I keep reminiscing: "She was so pretty, graceful -- so delicious and desirable. That was the point at which I got a crush on her. And as I got to know her better, I finally fell in love with her."
"How nice. Was it the same with Kay?"
"No. She didn't want to at first. She found the idea of being with someone, even moving in together, restrictive. She thought that she wouldn't be able to spontaneously take someone home with her."
"But that's exciting. An unexpected threesome."
"You've got the right attitude -- as Kay, by the way. But not everyone thinks like that. It can get ugly quickly."
"So she's right"
"Yes, she is. But, as always, it's a question of how you deal with the issue. If you fancy something like that, come along. Otherwise just go to him -- or her. You just have to let them know in advance. But that also applies to me and who I might bring with me."
"Another way to solve the question of my place or yours," Amisa laughs, smooches me and starts riding me harder again.
I twirl her hard, large nipples and knead her small breasts. She moans.
"Fuck me, Ami," I gasp. "You have such a hot body and a sweet, tight cunt that I love to stick my cock in."
"It's so tight because you've got such a fat pole," she grunts. "Feeling you inside me is so -- fulfilling. Your cock is just a hot dildo."
She grabs my neck and squeezes it.