I could go on and on with stories about Jack and myself during the period before he left the area. My relationship with Diana never progressed beyond the kink sex phase and suffice it to say that because of her venturing into kink sex right off the bat of her sexual life, she became very jaded early on in her 20's. The last I heard of her she was a fem for a nasty dyke but she liked it and I guess that's all that counted. Maybe at some point I'll tell you more stories about what happened with her and me.
Over the years between Jack and when I met Morgan at 27, I had been with dozens of guys and had done most anything imaginable with them. There were more than a few women as well and it's safe to say that I had become a sexual opportunist in that I would go for most anything.
I met Morgan at a gallery opening in the little Italy section of San Diego. I was there out of an obligation and it was the last place I had any interest in being. I saw her across the room and was immediately interested. She was tall, slender, well dressed in a knee length indigo dress with a very open back. And her back was gorgeous with much defined muscles and a gorgeous golden color. Her calves were perfect from behind and she had on tall spiked pumps that put her at six feet tall or more. Tight looking ass too!
We met and seemed to hit it off immediately. We both liked a lot of the same things so conversation was easy and flowed all over the place. I got her number and e mail and a week later we started seeing eachother on a very casual basis. She's one of those women who are just so easy to be with and so open that we fell into friendship and a very friendly sexual relationship without all of the trappings of a love affair. We were classic friends and fuck buddies. I knew she was seeing other people and she knew I was too although she didn't know that some of the people I was seeing were guys. Neither one of us wanted to bring the friendship any further along than fun and sex as we thought it would mess things up. So we continued.
One night after about a year and a half of friendly fucking (during which time I was also having sex with lots of guys as well as her) we were at a party at a mutual friend's house in La Jolla. There were probably sixty or seventy people there and the alcohol was flowing freely as was the pot, x and whatever else one could want. We had both partaken of several drinks and numerous tokes on a hookah. During the evening this one guy kept looking our way a lot and was making undeniable eye contact with Morgan. At one point we were outside on a balcony looking at the ocean when he came out and started talking to us or rather primarily to her. I was cool with his putting the make on her as there were no strings between us although he didn't know that. He was maybe 6'1" and 180 or so with brown hair cut fairly short. He had on black slacks and a black clingy t shirt. Maybe 35 so a little older than either of us (did I mention that Morgan's a couple of years older than I am?). I had left her to go to the restroom and when I came back he was kanoodling with her out on one of the numerous balconies that overlooked the ocean. When I showed up he was noticeably a bit nervous but he didn't wimp out and leave. She introduced him as Martin and we shook hands and blah blah blah. Morgan excused herself to go see someone she knew and the awkward silence descended over us.
"FYI Martin. Morgan and I date but we're not into the serious relationship thing. We both see other people and it's all cool." I said to him as we leaned on the railing. By now it was 11PM and most everyone was feeling fine. I excused myself to go get us some drinks. When I came back they were no where to be found so naturally I started looking. I found them in a hallway towards the back of the house. He had her up against the wall and was kissing her and running his hands up and down her stomach and over her breasts. Her right leg was up and her knee was trying to encircle him. It was obvious that his cock was rubbing up against her crotch and I could tell by the way she was kissing him that she was very hot for cock at that particular moment.
She saw me and said "He's such a fucking good kisser Rick! I wish you'd try him!" I laughed and so did he. "Ricky, is it ok if I go into this bathroom with him and do nasty things? If it's ok I'll tell you all about it later."
Before I could answer Martin chimed in with "Why don't you come along and watch Rick."
I hesitated for just the appropriate amount of time although I was totally jazzed about what was going to and what might happen! "Yeah, ok, I want to come along and see it happen Morg." She gave a funny little shrug and twist of her mouth and without saying another word the three of us traipsed down the nearest hallway in search of an unused bathroom (they always have locks on the door and sometimes there's two doors for an early escape). Led by Martin we found a spare bedroom with its own bath which was unoccupied. It was a decent sized bath with a separate tub and shower and double sinks. Fortunately the lights were on a dimmer so I turned them down.
Martin and Morgan were leaning up against the vanity and I was sitting on the granite edge around the tub watching them. He looked at me and then at her and then turned her head towards him and kissed her on the mouth. It was a short kiss and they pulled apart and looked at eachother before kissing again in what I could tell was a really deep kiss. They were now pressed tightly together and as the kiss continued he was running his hand up and down her side cupping her breast and then running it down to the side of her hip to cup her ass cheek. For her part Morgan had her hand up by his chest and was tweaking his nipple through the thin material of his shirt. I knew he was hard as a rock since she's such a hot kisser and her body's so hard and tight. I was sitting there watching them when I found myself sub consciously rubbing my cock through my pants. I was so fucking hard watching them!
