Loading...My girlfriend, Trinh, and I have been together for a little over two years now. We met and started dating during our sophomore year in college; we took each other’s virginity a few months into the relationship. While the logistics of having sex with Trinh hasn’t always been easy — we don’t live together and each of us has roommates — the sex itself has usually been satisfying, at least I think so, and Trinh seems to think so, too, from what I can tell.
I can’t always say I’ve been the most imaginative lover, but hey, one doesn’t necessarily have to be good at sex to enjoy it. “Vanilla” is okay…and “vanilla” is pretty much what it had been.
But the “vanilla-ness” of our sex life ended a few months ago — thanks to my friend Jeff and his girlfriend Daisy.
I met Jeff a quarter before I met Trinh. We don’t have all that much in common, but we’ve still been hanging around each other all this time regardless. Jeff and Daisy, as individuals and as a couple, stand in notable contrast to Trinh and me. Trinh and I would most likely come across as your typical Asian-American college nerds. I’m a little geeky and Trinh is a bit on the quiet side and still childlike in some ways — she’s almost 22 and yet still writes with Hello Kitty pens, for crying out loud! Physically, I’m 5’6″ and kinda skinny, hair kept neither all that short nor all that long and not in a particularly fashionable style; Trinh is 5’0″, relatively fair-skinned, straight hair extending to just below her shoulder blades and also slight of build — A-cup breasts and a similarly proportioned ass. Daisy and Jeff are also both Asian, but the physical similarities pretty much end there. Both of them are a bit taller than we are — Daisy and Jeff each stand about four inches taller than Trinh and I do respectively. Both are also of a somewhat tanner skin tone than Trinh and I are. Jeff’s kinda preppy-looking with a boyish sort of face. I actually think he bears a faint resemblance to John Cho, but no one else in our circle of friends seems to see it. He clearly spends time at the gym; he’s not bulky or anything like that, but very well toned and defined. Daisy has these kinda big, beautiful dark eyes, and a pretty nice figure below her shoulder-length black hair — roundish C-cup (I’m guessing) breasts and a nice ass. But more important than their physical features and attributes is that they both carry themselves with a lot of cool and self-confidence — certainly more than Trinh and me and, quite frankly, more than most people I know.
Our transition from relatively innocent and not-terribly-adventurous young college love-birds to…to…well, whatever it is we are now began relatively innocently enough. I mentioned to Jeff that Trinh and I were getting together for pizza that Saturday night, and Jeff asked if he and Daisy could join us and also suggested that we do something afterward. I was thinking in terms of a movie or bowling or something like that; Jeff, apparently had other ideas. Not knowing what he had in mind, I tentatively said OK, got Trinh’s approval, and we had ourselves a double date.
The evening started out perfectly normal. Conversation covered the usual topics: classes, grades, family, stuff like that. Then the conversation took a sharp left turn when Jeff asked, “Hey, just wondering: Are you guys exclusive with each other?” Neither Trinh nor I had any clear idea of what he was actually asking, and so he clarified: “I mean, do you two only sleep with each other and nobody else?”
I was stunned that he would ask what I regarded as an exceedingly personal question: “Well, yes!” I answered emphatically. “And even if I was cheating on Trinh, I certainly wouldn’t say so here in front of her and you guys!”
“Oh, I’m not talking about cheating,” Jeff explained. “I’m talking about being in a more ‘open’ relationship.”
“Meaning…?” I asked, still not comprehending what he was getting at and where he was going with this.
He further clarified: “Sometimes, Daisy and I like to bring other people into our bedroom; it adds a little variety and excitement to our sex life.”
At this point, my jaw began to drop, and Trinh was just beginning to comprehend what Jeff was saying.
She then turned to Jeff and asked, “You mean that you…sleep with other girls…,” and then turned to Daisy and continued, “and you…sleep with other guys…in front of each other?”
“Yeah,” Jeff affirmed, rather matter-of-factly — and then he added, “and I’ve also done it with other guys, and she’s done it with other girls, too.” By now, not only was my mouth wide open, but my eyes were practically bugging out of my head! But Jeff wasn’t done; he responded to my obvious astonishment with regard to their same-sex activities. “Hey, why not? Each sex has something to offer, so why discriminate? Why limit yourself? It’s all good,” he said, amazingly casually.
Then Daisy chimed in, walking back what Jeff had just thrown out there — but only a little: “Hey, it’s okay if you’re not into that. Jeff and I just though it might be fun to have you two over at our place for some nighttime activities.” Then she smiled, put her hand on Trinh’s shoulder and continued: “But you know, if you guys are up for trying something just a little different, we don’t even have to trade partners; we can stay with our own partners and just put on a little show for each other. How would you feel about that?”
I thought Trinh would pull herself away from Daisy’s hand, but she didn’t. Instead, she turned to me and demurely said, “Well, that would be…different. Sounds kind of exciting. What do you think?”
At this point, there were two thoughts that were racing through my brain. On the one hand, I was not keen on the thought of two other people watching my girlfriend and me have sex. But on the other hand, I didn’t want her to feel humiliated if I said no after she had gone out on a limb like that. Against all good judgment, the latter consideration ultimately overtook the former, so I gulped and nervously nodded to her and said, “Okay.”
We finished eating and walked to their apartment — they live together, unlike Trinh and me. Daisy and Jeff were talking and laughing as we walked; Trinh and I joined in the conversation when we could, but the vibe on our end wasn’t quite as convivial as it was on theirs. Trinh, while game enough to try this, was obviously a bit nervous. Personally, I was more than a bit apprehensive about what I had just gotten myself into — or, more accurately, about what Trinh had just gotten us both into. It wasn’t just that we were about to do something in a rather not-so-private way that I, for one, had always regarded as a private matter. It was also that I was becoming very conscious about the likelihood that the “show” that Trinh and I were about to put on for Daisy and Jeff wouldn’t come close to measuring up to the “show” that they would put on for us. Sex, for me at least, had always been for love and for fun, neither of which, as I said before, required that I had to be particularly good at it. But now, having sex with my girlfriend was supposed to be performance art?! While I had obviously never seen them have sex before, it was pretty clear from the way they talked that they were in a different league than we were. How were we supposed to compete?! And why was I even thinking in terms of competition?
After we arrived at their apartment, our hosts led us into their bedroom; they sat down on the bed and we followed suit on the other side of the bed. Jeff put his arm around Daisy and then they both looked over toward us. “Ready?” Jeff asked.
Trinh and I looked at each other, then Trinh looked over at Jeff and Daisy, smiled and nodded in the affirmative. Trinh pretty much had to give our response because I could make absolutely no pretense of being ready for any of this. No matter; we were in too deep at this point.
Jeff began to kiss Daisy. Trinh then turned to me; I swallowed hard, and then nervously began to give her a couple of gentle kisses. At this point, I would ordinarily begin to undress Trinh, or we would get up and undress ourselves; when it came to foreplay, I had never been particularly slow or methodical — I suppose now that such is typically the case for the college-age male — and Trinh never told me that she expected or wanted anything different. But on this occasion, we apparently had the foreplay manual being acted out on the other side of the bed! Jeff and Daisy kissed each other slowly and sensually, and we could see when their tongues would venture into each others’ mouths. Daisy had placed her hand on Jeff’s crotch, but Jeff was still working exclusively above Daisy’s shoulders for a while longer, kissing and gently biting the back of her neck and then deliberately working his tongue up her neck to the back of her left ear. It took him a while, but he finally reached for a breast while nibbling on her earlobe and teasing the other parts of her ear with his tongue.
While this was happening, I held Trinh around the waist, occasionally kissing her cheek but mostly we both acted as spectators for a while. Finally, I gently guided Trinh’s torso back until she lay horizontal on the bed. She moved over a bit so I could lay next to her on my side. I brushed her cheek with the back of my right hand as I kissed her on the forehead, then I began to kiss her lips slowly and sensually — much, much more so than I ever had before, following the lead of our hosts. I fumbled for the buttons on her blouse with my right hand as I cradled her head with my left, then lifted her up just enough to undo her bra and remove her blouse. I was struggling to multi-task as smoothly as I could so as not to ruin the mood (as if there could ever be a “mood” in this kind of situation); it was requiring a lot of concentration.
Jeff and Daisy, on the other hand, seemed to have this all down.
Daisy stood up and moved to stand in front of Jeff between his legs as he sat on the bed. She then lifted his shirt up over his head and tossed it on the floor before kneeling in front of him and kissing his chest — or at least that’s what I surmised she was doing, as Jeff’s back was turned to me. Jeff leaned back on his elbows, taking care not to lean all the way back onto Trinh, as Daisy gradually kissed and licked her way down Jeff’s subtly chiseled bronze torso until she reached his pants. She undid his belt and pulled down his pants and underwear, and then reached down to remove his shoes, socks, pants and underwear, all the while kissing and licking his inner thighs. She quickly removed her t-shirt and then lowered her head to Jeff’s crotch and appeared to work over his penis and balls with her tongue from what I could tell (again, I had an obstructed view); as she did this, Jeff reached to remove her bra, liberating her perfectly shaped breasts.
After removing my shirt and shoes, I had now fully turned my attention to Trinh’s more bite-size breasts, taking turns licking and gently sucking on each nipple; I stopped briefly only to unbutton Trinh’s jeans, then I returned my mouth to Trinh’s breasts, moving my hand beneath her panties to begin fingering her pussy. This made her squeal and giggle just a little, as it often did; she didn’t seem all that self-conscious about being watched, unlike me.
After a while, Jeff stood up, bringing Daisy to her feet with him. After he whispered something in her ear, she bent over, hands pressing down on the edge of the bed, so that she was now looking right at Trinh and me. Jeff went behind her, pulled off her jeans and then he began to lick her pussy — or possibly her ass — in either case eliciting a soft but satisfied moan as his tongue hit the sweet spot in question.
I took that as my cue to remove Trinh’s jeans and panties and position myself between her legs. I began to lick her snatch, interrupting myself as needed to finish undressing myself. Although Trinh seemed to be content with the attention she was receiving down there, she still looked over at Daisy and watched seemingly intently at the scene happening on the other side of the bed. I was moving my tongue in and out of Trinh’s pussy much more attentively and deliberately than I ever had before. I wish I could say that it was because I was much more cognizant of how much I needed to be pleasuring her than I ever had been, but the truth is that it was my self-consciousness about being watched — and possibly being judged — by our hosts that dictated a lot of what I was doing.
Daisy then stood up, and while Jeff was holding her and kissing her lips as well as the back of her neck, he also began to grind against her backside. A bit more of this and the heavier breathing that went with it and it became obvious that Jeff was about to enter her. Jeff placed his hand on Daisy’s back, and with that, Daisy bent over again and widened her stance just a little, and Jeff then guided himself into her. At first they seemed absorbed only in their own pleasure as Jeff’s thrusts began to find a rhythm, but on occasionally they would steal a quick glance at Trinh and me to see what we were up to.
I moved up to where I was face to face with Trinh. As I began to kiss her, she apparently decided to become a bit more assertive; she pushed against my shoulder until I rolled onto my back, then she began to straddle me until lowering herself onto my dick. As she began to gyrate, she reached for my hands until I clasped hers.
Trinh took turns gazing lovingly into my eyes and then looking up at nothing in particular in ecstasy. I took turns looking lovingly into her eyes and then looking at the competition across the bed. Trinh really seemed to be getting into this. I absolutely could not believe this; I thought I knew this girl — and not just in the “Biblical sense” — and I didn’t ever imagine that she had this much of an adventurous streak at all let alone an exhibitionist streak. To me, however, all this felt surreal. I could make the case that the parts of me that were in direct contact with Trinh were enjoying this; the part of me above the neck, however, wasn’t quite there yet. And it didn’t help that I was painfully aware of whenever Jeff and Daisy were looking squarely at us.
At one point, Jeff slowed down a bit as he and Daisy were looking at us, smiled and uttered what I interrupted as a one word rhetorical question: “Well?” Aside from all the moans, groans and squeals, it was the only verbal exchange from the time we started until the time we were done.
Trinh’s response was, appropriately, non-verbal; she just looked over her shoulder at our hosts, smiled and eagerly nodded before getting back to the matter at hand. I may not have fully agreed with her response, but I give her credit for being able to make one.
Jeff picked his pace back up, thrusting himself into Daisy more aggressively now; I could hear his front-side slapping against her ass more consistently.
Meanwhile, Trinh rocked back and forth with more energy. After a little while I sat up and tightly held Trinh close to me as I began to match her energy with my thrusts, and I began to kiss her as passionately as I ever had. I didn’t last much longer, though; I tensed up, gave a few more purposeful but less frequent thrusts, clenched my teeth, looked up at the ceiling and came. My body went limp and I collapsed onto my back. Trinh began to wind down, laying down on top of me and resting her head against my shoulder as I held her and ran my fingers through her hair.
Jeff climaxed not long thereafter. He then pulled his spent dick out of Daisy and bent over to kiss her back; then he kissed the back of her neck as she began to stand up again.
They both sat on the side of the bed, his chest against her back and his arm around her waist and both of them turned enough to look over at us. Again, I felt their gaze and it was not an entirely comfortable feeling, although I was finally beginning to care a bit less than I had up to that point.
“Well,” Daisy asked us; “What do you think? Adds an extra thrill, doesn’t it?”
Trinh looked over at Daisy and answered, “It does, actually,” then let her head fall back onto my shoulder.
Then Daisy looked at me: “How about you, Sanford?”
“Well,” I struggled to reply, still not fully all there; “I never thought I’d do anything like that in my entire life. And…and…and now I have.” I’m not sure what my facial expression must have looked like at that moment, but it didn’t appear to have caused Daisy nor Jeff much consternation.
We all eventually got up to dress — well, Daisy and Jeff went only so far as to put their underwear back on — and the chit-chat as we did so was amicable and inconsequential. We said our goodbyes, and I walked Trinh back to her apartment.
When I had my arm around her during this particular walk back to her place, it seemed to mean more to me than it ever had before, as if to say, “Whatever happened tonight, it doesn’t change anything…please, you can’t let it change anything!” It didn’t seem, though, that any such thoughts were going through her head. There was a persistent smile on her face during the entire course of that walk. She seemed to feel a bit more…alive than usual. I, on the other hand, just felt confused. When we got to her door, we kissed and said our goodbyes, just as if it was any other date. Then I went home.
I spent most of the next day working on a project, so I didn’t see Trinh; we just talked for a while on the phone, but the subject of the previous night didn’t come up. I was reluctant to mention it, and she apparently didn’t see any need to either.
I ran into Jeff on Monday morning after my global trade class. I did my best to avoid the subject of the weekend’s escapades, but Jeff didn’t oblige.
“Well, what did you think of Saturday night?” he asked.
“Well…I…,” I struggled to reply, trying hard not to offend.
Jeff sensed my discomfort. “Hey, no harm if you didn’t like it,” he said. “You tried something, it wasn’t for you, but that’s okay; it’s all part of the experience, right? It’s cool if you don’t want to do it again.”
“Strangely,” I had to admit, “I can’t fully say that I didn’t like it. It felt like a part of me actually did.”
“I can guess which part!” Jeff crudely retorted with a smile and a lack of shame.
I just answered with a dirty look.
We sat down on a bench and continued the conversation. “I hope you don’t mind if I ask,” I asked, “but how did you and Daisy get into that sort of thing?”
“It started about the middle of last year,” he answered. “Daisy and I went to this party, and someone had started passing around a joint. And we had never done pot before and figured ‘Okay, let’s try it.’ And we actually took a few hits, not just one, so we got pretty buzzed, especially since this was the first time we’d ever done this. And there was this white girl there — with pretty big tits — who really got hot for Daisy and started hitting on her, and we were both just too high to do anything about it. So about half an hour later, she invites us over to her apartment — she lived just down the hall — she takes Daisy by the hand and semi-drags her down the hall to her apartment, and of course I follow. And she really starts seducing Daisy and then starts undressing her, and again, Daisy was kinda too buzzed to fight it and I was too buzzed to think better of wanting to watch it — hey, it’s the standard guy cliché about wanting to watch two girls do it, right? And even as high as I was, I could see that Daisy was starting to enjoy this and wasn’t just going along. So this girl pretty much explored every inch of Daisy with her tongue and she brought out a dildo and began to use that — and Daisy started to give as good as she was getting! And sooner or later, they could both see me straining to contain myself, so the other girl finally gives me ‘permission’ to join in and fuck my own girlfriend — I didn’t get to fuck the other girl; she may not have thought much of me or she may just not have been into guys at all or she may just have wanted to do only one thing at a time, I don’t know — but at least I got to fuck.”
I just nodded as Jeff went on.
“So that was our first threesome. And when it was over, we went back home and fell asleep. But when we got up the next morning, we talked about what happened right away. And we ultimately agreed that what happened wasn’t a mistake, nor was it something she or I regretted and wouldn’t let happen again. We realized that we liked what happened, and that we wouldn’t mind it if it happened again, and would consider actually trying to make it happen again. So then we started meeting other people — some students, some not — who were into doing this sort of thing. We tried a threesome with another guy, and she got to feel what it was like to have two guys double up on her. But in the middle of that session, Daisy all but made me mess around with him — hey, I got to see her with another girl, right? Fair’s fair! I tried to talk my way out of it, but I got over that macho bullshit pretty quickly once I started to get into it. So there’ve been a few more threesomes, and then we’ve met some pretty awesome couples. There was one couple who were newbies and they just wanted to stick to their own partners, so we just did the ‘same room’ thing like we did with you guys. But the other couples were totally into it and we all did it with whoever wanted to do it with us. And it’s been great. And between me and Daisy, there’s been no drama. There’s been no jealousy. This has all just been a plus.” Jeff then contrasted his experiences of that first night and their subsequent impact: “I will say that we never really took to smoking weed. But the whole bringing different partners into the bedroom thing has really suited us.”
Part of me really felt awkward and uncomfortable listening to all of this. But part of me was definitely getting kind of excited getting to live vicariously through Jeff’s reminiscences, at least to some extent. I suppose you can guess which part of me that might have been.
“But hey,” he went on, “it’s not for everyone. It may not be the best thing for you and Trinh and you two may very well never want to go there again. You know, to thine own self be true.”
“Here’s the thing,” I said. “I haven’t really talked to Trinh at length about this yet, but I got the feeling that she actually did get into it.”
Jeff just nodded with cool interest as I went on.
“And I really have trouble wrapping my head around that. I mean, this was a girl whose parents wouldn’t even let her date at all when she was in high school. And when I first met her parents, they didn’t seem all that keen on her dating me, not because they didn’t like me but because they’re so conservative and so protective. In the time we’ve been together, I’m just glad that she’s been able to overcome that just to be normal. But…and don’t take offense…this isn’t what most people would consider normal.”
“Sounds like Saturday night was an act of rebellion for her,” Jeff answered, invoking whatever first quarter psychology knowledge he could summon. “Hey, if she got something out of it — anything — then great! If it helped her to settle some scores with her family in her mind, then good for her. And if that’s what it was, then just think of your role in it as being there for her and being supportive.”
(Strange bit of relationship advice, I thought. Jeez, whatever happened to just being there and listening? But I digress)
“Look, we’d love to do that again with you guys,” he went on. “And if Trinh decides that this is the sort of thing that she really likes — and if you could learn to loosen up — then great. And if you guys feel you’d like to go further with us, then so much the better. But if this was just something she just needed to do and now she’s done it and you never want to do it again, hey, I get it. To everyone according to their needs.”
(Well, I could see the value of a college education, with Jeff being able to drop both Shakespeare and Marx into a conversation like this.)
Later, I saw Trinh for lunch. And during lunch, we again avoided any mention of Saturday night. But I couldn’t avoid it for much longer. So after we walked back to the middle of campus, I took her hand and led her to a nice spot on the lawn where we could be just far enough away from any eavesdroppers.
“So…Saturday night,” I stammered; “How did you feel about it?”
She immediately sensed my discomfort with both the evening and the subject. “You didn’t like it?” she asked.
“Forget about me for right now,” I retorted; “how did you feel?”
“Well…,” she said as she tried to search her mind for the right words, “I felt…I felt…sexual. For the first time, I really felt sexual. It was…it was thrilling!”
I was a bit confused: “Trinh, you’ve had sex before. A number of times. I know; I was there.”
“Yes, I know,” she said, brushing aside my sarcasm, “and I love being with you. But Saturday night was something new. I wasn’t just this quiet little Vietnamese girl who always did just what she was supposed to do. Even leaving home and going off to college and finding a boyfriend and…don’t get me wrong, but in many ways, it was still just all part of doing what I was supposed to do. But Saturday night, with everything else that was happening and being watched and all that…it was something really new for me. I felt sexual.”
I now felt like I had to at least mention what I saw as the elephant on the lawn: “This wasn’t just an act of rebellion against…someone…was it?”
She smiled and answered, “Maybe it was at first. When I said yes to doing that, maybe that was in the back of my mind. Maybe I did see this as some sort of opportunity to break away a little bit. But after we did it, I didn’t feel like I’d acted rebellious or like I’d just made a statement or anything; I just felt…good. I felt different. I felt…confident. I felt…sexual.”
She looked and me and saw that I was feeling a different set of feelings, and her smile disappeared. “You didn’t feel that, did you,” she observed.
“Well,” I tried to answer, “I’m not totally sure what I felt. I did feel kind of a thrill — when I let myself. But I guess it’s kinda like what you said about doing what you’re supposed to be doing. I can’t help but feel that this was something I wasn’t supposed to be doing. Only weirdos did stuff like this, not normal people. Not me. Not you. Not anyone I know.”
Trinh then raised the obvious issue: “Do you think Jeff and Daisy are weirdos?”
“Well,” I answered, “I guess I have some rethinking to do. But I still can’t seem to think of this as something I would do…should do…whatever.”
There was a long pause. And then Trinh resumed sharing her thoughts.
“Daisy’s beautiful, isn’t she,” she said, looking squarely at me.
I wasn’t sure where she was going with this, but my thinking instinctively went to reassurance mode: “You’re beautiful, too.”
Trinh knew I wasn’t thinking what she was thinking. “You didn’t have to say that; I’m not feeling threatened by her. I’m just saying the obvious; she’s a beautiful girl.”
Okay, so this wasn’t about insecurity. So what was it about? “You’re not saying…you can’t be saying…you wouldn’t really want to see me…doing her, would you?”
“Actually,” she started to say ever so bashfully out of confessional mode, “I was thinking what it would be like if I was to do her.”
What Trinh had just said didn’t fully register with me yet: “Yeah, Jeff tells me that she gets that even from other girls quite a bit,” I said, remembering the story Jeff had told me only a few hours before. Then the entirety of what Trinh had just said finally sank in, and that “standard guy cliché about wanting to watch two girls do it” began to fully manifest itself in my pants right there and then!
I stood up, grabbed her hand, looked her in the eyes and said, nervously but purposefully, “Excuse me, but I have to have you now!”
She was bewildered, but that didn’t put the brakes on anything.
I grabbed my books and she grabbed hers before I hurriedly began to lead her toward the nearby engineering building and, once inside, toward the wheelchair-access single-occupant unisex bathroom. Seeing that no one was looking, and praying that there wasn’t about to be a disabled person who needed to use that particular toilet for the next few minutes, I pulled Trinh inside and hurriedly locked the door.
I dropped my books to the ground, took Trinh’s off her shoulder and dropped them to the ground as well. Then I pulled Trinh onto the sink and began kissing her hard! The breathing became heavier, and I began to unbutton Trinh’s blouse as the new, “sexual” Trinh fully embraced this moment (I was more than a bit relieved to see this) and practically tore off my shirt.
I was all too eager to skip a few steps and get right down to it. I pulled her off the sink and pulled down her pants and panties, then turned her around and pulled her left leg out of her pants so I could spread her legs. So as to get her wet, I fingered her pussy with one hand and grabbed a tit with the other — I didn’t care that she still had her bra on — and I kissed the back of her neck and breathed heavily onto one of her earlobes. When she was wet enough, I bent her over the sink, spread her legs apart, pulled my pants down to my shins and thrust myself into her. I was definitely pounding her harder and faster than usual, and thankfully, she was definitely into it. I was a bit worried about making too much noise, but we managed to keep the squeals and groans as muted as the situation called for. I didn’t pace myself for long-term pleasure; I was going for the gusto then and there. So after only about two minutes of forceful thrusts and heavy breathing, I climaxed and fell onto Trinh’s back.
But on this occasion, Trinh wasn’t content to just wind down without fully getting off herself; she stood up and turned herself around and then leaned back against the sink, and then she took matters into her own hand. As she was fingering her own clit, I stuck my finger into her pussy to provide whatever assistance I could. I could feel my own semen mixed with her juices as my finger darted about in there. Shortly after I began to kiss her again, she grabbed my arm with her free hand and tensed up, and I knew she had brought herself to climax. I took my wet finger out of her pussy and brought it to her lips; she instinctively licked our mixed juices off of my finger.
I say “instinctively” because that’s not something she’d ever done before. That’s not something I’d ever presented her with the opportunity to do before. And she’d never, at least not in my presence, felt compelled to finish herself off when I came and she hadn’t yet. And that whole scene, from start to finish…that was the most impulsive and impetuous thing I had done ever! I’d never, ever, felt compelled to fuck Trinh at the spur of the moment like that. And certainly not in a public restroom in a campus building on a weekday afternoon! I guess there was a part of me that wanted to experience new things after all. And I was at risk of becoming convinced that this part of me was now above the neck.
The look on Trinh’s face now went from contentment back to bewilderment. “So what brought that on?” she asked.
I was reluctant to answer: “If I told you, you’d probably think I was a pig.”
Her follow-up question: “Was it because I said I had thought about being with Daisy?”
“Okay, I’m a pig,” I sheepishly replied.
“So does that mean you might want to get together again with Daisy and Jeff?” she asked delicately.
“Maybe,” I answered.
Now she ratcheted things up a bit: “Do you think you might want to…take things a bit further?”
“You know,” I cautioned, “that probably wouldn’t mean just you and Daisy; that would probably mean you and Jeff, too. And me and Daisy. Do you think you’d be okay with all of that?”
“Is it really me you’re worried about?” she came back with.
I had to think about that one. But I could see that she really wanted to try it. And I was aching just this once to throw caution to the wind, no matter how many times it flew right back into my face.
“Well, okay. I’m willing. We’ll play it by ear and see what happens.” Trinh stood up, smiled and kissed me. “I think everything will be okay as long as we’re clear on what it is and what it isn’t.” I took a deep breath and hoped she was right.
We got dressed again and then walked together to my 3 o’clock class; we kissed again and then she walked off to the library. I was a few minutes late to class because of our quickie, but had it not been for that quickie, I wouldn’t have been able to concentrate on the lecture at all.
The next time I saw Jeff a couple of days later, I told him that Trinh — and I — were, in fact, interested in getting together with them a la the previous Saturday night — and might even be willing to take things a little further this time. I specifically told him about Trinh’s interest in Daisy (and I wondered what it must be like to think your girlfriend is more of a chick magnet than you are). And I told him a little about my concerns.
He reassured me that there was nothing to worry about, and that he’d very careful with Trinh, promising that there’d be no way he’d be coming between us.
Then I brought up other concerns, about whether or not Daisy was on the pill (she was, as was Trinh), and since they were doing this sort of thing semi-regularly, I had to ask about how recently they got tested for STDs, and about when they felt obliged to use condoms and when they didn’t.
I got to a point where I felt good about things for the moment, long enough to make tentative plans with him. We checked with our respective partners later that evening, and the plans were set — for a date unlike any other I had ever experienced, unlike even the previous weekend.
It was the following Saturday night. The plan was for us to pick up dinner and bring it over to their place. We arrived at their apartment, we ate, we talked a while…and then came the main course.
Once again, our hosts led us into their bedroom. Instead of each of us starting with our own partners and gradually easing into “taking things further” as I thought we were going to do, Daisy took me by the hand right off the bat and sat me down on the bed, and Jeff did likewise with Trinh.
Jeff reassured us: “Don’t worry; just relax. We’ll take the lead and guide you through this, since you guys are newbies.”
With that, Daisy began to kiss me and Jeff began to kiss Trinh. Daisy’s kisses were soft and sensual. Her lips met mine for quite a while, and then they made their way to my cheek, then to my earlobe, and then on to my neck. She then began to remove my shirt at about the same time as I saw Jeff beginning to undress Trinh. I did what I could to undress Daisy as she was undressing me, but she was a bit more efficient than I was. When we were both finally naked, she had me lay on my back as she worked her way down my upper body with her lips and tongue; she licked my nipples for a while, and then worked her way down my abdomen to my thighs. Finally, after teasing my non-private parts with her skilled tongue, she made her way to my balls, and then to the head and shaft of my penis. As she was making her way down to my groin, I saw Jeff blaze a similar trail down Trinh’s body after they had undressed; he licked and nibbled at each of her breasts, then licked his way down her belly and ultimately to her pussy.
Daisy looked up at me and Trinh to make a suggestion: “Try holding hands; you’ll feel more connected to each other as you experience this.”
I took Daisy’s advice, reaching for and then clasping Trinh’s hand. Daisy went back to work on my dick, alternately licking the shaft and taking it whole in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down in my lap. Meanwhile, Jeff’s tongue was finding all of Trinh’s sweet spots, and she was clearly enjoying it.
And then Jeff lifted his head out of Trinh’s crotch and looked at Daisy. And Daisy, on cue, lifted her head and allowed my dick to slide out of her mouth. They looked at each other, nodded…and then quickly traded places! Jeff was now positioned between my legs, and Daisy was now positioned between Trinh’s!
I started to sit up in a panic, but Jeff firmly placed his left hand on my abdomen as he gripped my still-erect penis with his right. “Dude! Trust me! Just relax and enjoy. Just relaaaaaaaax and enjoy,” he said.
Figuring I was in too deep at this point, I resigned myself to what Jeff was about to do to me, leaned back onto the bed, and then just let it happen. Jeff began to take my dick in his mouth, and at the same time, Daisy began to go down on Trinh.
I reached for Trinh’s hand again, and this time clasped it tighter than before, reaching almost desperately to hold onto the familiar. And I looked over at her and saw that she really seemed to be taking Jeff’s words — relax and enjoy — to heart. I could see the ecstasy in her face as Daisy skillfully moved her tongue in, out of and around Trinh’s pussy. It was really something to watch her facial expressions reflecting the pleasure oral sex can bring; it’s something I had never seen, since on the occasions when I had gone down on Trinh, the sight lines between my face and hers were less than optimal given the position I was in, as you can imagine. But the thing that really started to dawn on me was that she had completely given herself over to the moment. Prior to that night, she had never had sex with anyone other than me, and now, after a brief encounter with Jeff to serve as a warm-up, she was enjoying — thoroughly enjoying — lesbian sex with Daisy, right in front of me!
And that was good for me to see, for I think that was the moment when I finally started to let go of my remaining inhibitions and fully began to relax and enjoy the moment — which at that moment included a gay sex act that was being performed on me, and being performed on me very well, might I add! Jeff is really good at giving head! I’m not knocking Trinh’s oral skills at all, but I wouldn’t mind it if Jeff was to give her a few pointers. Jeff was expertly moving his tongue along the modest length of my penis as well as taking it fully in his mouth, varying the tempo of his movements just right.
A few more minutes of this and I could contain myself no longer; I convulsed and came in Jeff’s mouth. He took all of my cum, and then moved up the bed to position himself between me and Trinh. He reached for her lips with his, and then released my cum into her mouth. I guess he figured Trinh would want a taste of me at this point. The thing was, though, that this was just the second time Trinh had ever tasted my cum, and this was much more than was on my finger that one time earlier in the week; she had never actually sucked me to completion in all our time together up to that point. She apparently managed to swallow it, though.
Now Jeff had repositioned himself so that his chest was over my face. He suggested that I try working on his nipples, which I proceeded to do, first merely licking them and then nibbling on them occasionally.
Meanwhile, I saw that Daisy had moved back up so that she and Trinh were now face to face and they were now kissing tenderly. Daisy, while still in an embrace with Trinh, rolled over on her back, positioning Trinh on top of her as they continued to kiss. She then started pressing on Trinh’s shoulders to guide Trinh down her body. Trinh began to suck on Daisy’s breasts, gently circling Daisy’s dark nipples with her tongue and then hungrily sucking on them. And then Daisy gently pushed on Trinh’s head so as to guide her down further.
Trinh began to work on Daisy’s pussy at about the same time Jeff began to slowly reposition himself again, this time moving his erect penis ever closer to my face.
I took Jeff’s dick in my mouth. I was far from skilled in terms of what to do with it; all I was trying to do at that moment was avoid gagging or biting down on it. Jeff made it easy for me, though; he started to move his dick slowly in and out of my mouth — in essence, fucking my face. I reached for his butt cheeks and began to guide him in. His thrust motions were slow and gentle at first, but then he began to pick up the pace just a little. He pulled out for a while and moved his balls to my lips, inviting me to try sucking on them for a while. I spent a little while sucking on each ball, grabbing his dick and stroking it a little while tending to his nuts. He then put his dick back in my mouth, but when I could, I would move a hand to where I could cup, caress and knead his balls. We continued like this for a few more minutes, and then his thrust motions became a bit quicker still, until he finally stopped, convulsed, arched his head up and let out a soft groan as he came in my mouth.
Jeff removed his spent dick from my mouth, and I now found myself in a position I never could imagine myself in in a million years — lying on the bed with another guy’s cum in my mouth and not quite sure what I should do with it. But then, taking my cue from what Jeff had done earlier, I rolled over a half turn and reached out to Daisy right next to me, dribbling Jeff’s cum onto her lips. Jeff had come around to the other side of the bed, licking both my lips and Daisy’s; the three of us were sharing his cum.
As Daisy and Trinh were still going at each other, it was pretty obvious that there would be an Act II for which Jeff and I would need to recharge; in the meantime, we assisted with what Daisy and Trinh were doing with each other. Jeff lifted Trinh’s lower half up and helped Trinh reposition herself so that she was now on top of Daisy in a sixty-nine position. I positioned myself so that my face was between Daisy’s thighs. Trinh and I took turns licking Daisy’s pussy, an activity interrupted only long enough for me to look into Trinh’s eyes and kiss her every so often. Jeff, meanwhile, was kissing and licking Trinh’s ass as his girlfriend was working on Trinh’s snatch and thighs. This went on for a while until Jeff and I were each able to regain our strength and our erections. I got on my knees in front of Trinh’s face, and she started to stroke my dick as she continued to work on Daisy’s pussy.
But that didn’t last long. Jeff came around and took Trinh by the hand, leading her over to the other half of the bed. He positioned himself on top of her, began kissing her, and then he entered her. He was now moving his dick in and out of Trinh’s pussy in much the same way he had moved it in and out of my mouth minutes before. He adjusted the tempo of his thrusts until he arrived at a pace that satisfied them both. Trinh held on tightly to Jeff’s back and shoulders. I, meanwhile, entered Daisy and began to fuck her as my friend was fucking my girl. I kissed her on her lips, her neck, her shoulders and her breasts as I fucked her.
Jeff and I continued to fuck each other’s partners missionary-style side by side for a while longer. Then Jeff whispered something in Trinh’s ear and got up off of her, allowing Trinh to get up and reintroduce her pussy to Daisy’s face. Trinh positioned herself on Daisy so that Trinh’s ass was facing me. Both Daisy and I went for Trinh’s ass at that moment; Daisy grabbed Trinh’s butt cheeks forcefully with both hands, pulling Trinh’s vagina onto her tongue, while I was licking, kissing and biting Trinh’s ass as I continued to fuck Daisy.
I had lost track of where Jeff was; all I cared about was that I was in heaven, pounding away at Daisy while licking down the crack of Trinh’s ass until my tongue reached her asshole — which in an ironic twist of fate was the exact moment that I felt Jeff’s finger begin to probe and grease up my asshole.
What the hell, I thought to myself at that moment; whatever was going to happen was going to happen. I just kept pounding Daisy until Jeff positioned himself over my backside and placed one hand on my ass, at which point I slowed down as he inserted his dick into my ass. What I felt as Jeff began to penetrate my ass was intense, and even now I cannot begin to describe it. He began to fuck my ass, and I resumed the pace at which I had been fucking his girlfriend. My nether regions were being tossed back and forth between him and her. It was pretty intense; it felt as if Jeff was trying to fuck Daisy through me. Then Trinh turned around so she was facing me and Jeff while still sitting on Daisy’s face. She reached for my face, lifted it up to hers and kissed me, then held my head to her chest in an almost maternal way. Occasionally I took advantage of that proximity, lifting my head up in order to suck on her breasts. I couldn’t believe I was in the middle of all this: I was in Daisy, Jeff was in me, and Trinh was right in front of me holding my head to her chest providing an extra measure of comfort and joy!
After a few minutes of this, my genitals had reached their limit; I arched my head up and clenched my teeth, my body tensed up, and I came inside Daisy. I was breathing hard and was ready to collapse on top of her after ejaculating, but Jeff was not finished with me yet. He pulled me up off of Daisy while remaining inside my ass. He pulled me onto his lap as he knelt on the bed long enough to allow Daisy and Trinh to move to the other side, then he repositioned me on all fours, grabbed my hips and resumed fucking my ass with forceful thrusts. I could hear the slapping of his groin against my ass. At one point he bent over and began to lick and bite my shoulders, but then raised his torso back up and resumed fucking my ass at the previous pace — doing so until he reached his limit, arched his back, let out a groan and came in my ass, pumping his dick into my ass a couple more times as he came. He then collapsed onto me, and I collapsed back onto the bed.
Meanwhile, I could see that Trinh and Daisy had resumed a sixty-nine position, this time with Daisy on top. Daisy then began to work her finger furiously in and out of Trinh, and after a concerted effort on Daisy’s part, Trinh let out a quiet squeal of delight, indicating that she had just been brought to orgasm by Daisy. After Daisy lapped up Trinh’s juices, she repositioned herself so that she was sitting up facing forward as Trinh continued to eat her out. Daisy fingered herself as Trinh continued to lick away, and pretty soon the combined effort brought Daisy to orgasm.
We were all spent. Jeff suggested that Trinh and I spend the night, and given how exhausted we were, that seemed like a pretty sensible idea to both of us. All four of us slept naked in their bed that night, Trinh in my arms and Daisy in Jeff’s. It was definitely crowded, but at the same time wonderfully cozy.
The next morning, we all began to wake up, get out of bed to answer nature’s other call, return to bed and lie awake waiting for some idea of how and when our Sunday would begin.
When it was clear that we were all awake — albeit groggy — Jeff offered us the use of their shower/bathtub before we went home.
But Daisy took this suggestion a step further: “Hey, why don’t we all shower together,” she said all too cheerfully for that time of the morning.
I wasn’t sure at that moment whether this was supposed to be a continuation of the previous night’s escapades or just an unusual exercise in social hygiene, but I looked at Trinh and thought, Why not; who were we to question her suggestions after what — and how — she and her partner guided us through the previous night and the previous weekend?
Trinh was presumably thinking along similar lines as she looked back at me, and so we both happily agreed to join our hosts in their shower.
We all got up and marched naked into their bathroom. After Jeff adjusted the water temperature, we all stepped in and took turns squeezing body wash into our hands. Trinh and I initially started lathering ourselves up, but Daisy then took it upon herself to assist me, and Jeff started to do likewise with Trinh, and each of them took our hands and invited us to simultaneously return the favor. The lathering then became increasingly sensual, as Daisy began rubbing my body with hers and Jeff methodically caressed the front of Trinh’s body as he pressed his against her back — a very clear indication that this indeed was intended as a continuation of the previous night’s activities as opposed to mere social hygiene.
As Jeff turned Trinh around and backed her up against the tiles, Trinh looked at me with what appeared to be some concern for what I might be thinking seeing this — something she confirmed when we talked about this afterward. I mean, the previous night was one thing, living in the moment and all that, but what were the boundaries? In an effort to reassure her that this was all okay, I smiled, gently touched her cheek and then kissed her. She then seemed to relax, now being able to fully enjoy what she was about to get from Jeff.
And Jeff did indeed give it to her. He rubbed his slippery body against hers for a while, raging erection and all, and then he bent his knees just enough so that his dick could enter her pussy. Jeff had Trinh pinned up against the tile, continuing to rub his body against hers as he slowly but forcefully and repeatedly thrust his erection into her, every thrust prompting Trinh to let our a quiet squeak of pleasure.
As this was going on, Daisy gently pressed me up so that my back was now against the tiles, reached for the hand-held shower unit and rinsed off my now-erect penis, and after hanging the shower unit back up, she then knelt in front of me, took my dick in her mouth and began to fellate me. At first, she concentrated most of her attention on the head of my penis, licking it with her tongue as she sheltered it with her lips; with the thumb and first two fingers of her right hand she grabbed and then stroked the base of my penis, and with her left hand she took what body wash was left on my body and lathered up my balls with it. After about a minute of this, she took more of my dick into her mouth, sucking it and working her tongue up and down my shaft. She mostly kept her hands pressed against my thighs as she did this, but occasionally she would slide her hands closer to my balls, massaging my upper thighs and balls as she did so.
Daisy and I were closer to the shower head than Trinh and Jeff were, so we got more of the water. Daisy managed to avoid distraction as the water occasionally cascaded down over her face. As for me, the sensation of the water droplets that stabbed at my skin both directly and indirectly added much to the pleasure I was experiencing. It’s amazing how once the pleasure centers of the brain are being stimulated, every additional sensation stimulates them that much more. Daisy found a rhythm as she moved her lips and tongue over my shaft.
As my brain was inching closer on its journey to Nirvana, I still was aware enough of my surroundings to glance over at Trinh as Jeff was pinning her against the wall with each thrust. I could see from her facial expression that her brain was well on its own way to Nirvana.
I returned my focus to what Daisy was doing. I found myself breathing a little harder, and then after a while I started gyrating my hips just a little. Daisy, sensing I was inching closer to climax, quickened the pace, seemingly undistracted by what I was doing. Finally I had reached the end; I closed my eyes and saw the light, by body convulsed, and I came in Daisy’s mouth. She took each spurt but did not immediately swallow any of it. Instead, she stood up and reached for my lips, parting them with her tongue and sharing my own cum with me in the process. Some of it dribbled down my face as some of it was dribbling down hers, but I managed to catch enough of it in my mouth to swallow some of it.
After Daisy finished with me, we both turned our attention fully to Jeff and Trinh. Jeff had been alternating between forcefully pinning Trinh against the wall and slowing down to kiss her while he rubbed his slippery body against hers. But now he was nearing climax, and his thrusts became more purposeful, his grunts and her squeals becoming a bit louder. Finally, he plowed his shaft into her one more time as his body tensed up. As he came inside Trinh, his head arched up as he shut his eyes tightly. His breathing began to slow back down, and his dick eventually fell out of Trinh’s pussy.
Jeff stood back and off to the side a bit, at which point Daisy put her hand on the back of my neck where it meets the shoulder and led me so that she and I were both standing in front of Trinh; she then started to kneel again, and gently pulled me down so I was kneeling before Trinh too. Daisy then took the lead in licking Jeff’s cum out of Trinh’s vagina, and when she moved her head away from Trinh’s pussy, she gently pushed my head toward it and encouraged me to do as she had done. Daisy and I took turns feasting on Jeff’s creampie, then we focused on doing what it took to make Trinh come. We alternated between fingering her and licking and sucking her clit. Trinh was breathing harder and squealing more than when Jeff was fucking her until finally, after a couple of minutes of this, she tensed up, clenched her teeth and closed her eyes as juices squirted out of her pussy. All three of us took turns kissing her as her breathing returned to almost normal.
We rinsed off, shut off the water, toweled off and started to leave the bathroom when Daisy — apparently having second thoughts about electing to give instead of receive back in the shower — asked, “Jeff, could you or somebody bring me off before we get dressed?”
Jeff was all too happy to oblige. He placed his arm around Daisy’s shoulder and led her to the bed. She sat down and repositioned herself so that she lay on the bed with her legs spread and her knees bent, and Jeff sat down at the edge of the bed and leaned over so that his right arm was in position to fulfill Daisy’s request. He licked the first two fingers on his right hand, but inserted the index finger first, gently rubbing her clit just to get her going.
Trinh and I looked at each other and decided that we should be participants in this round rather than spectators. I knelt on the bed next to Daisy and began to suck on the breast closest to me; Trinh went to the other side of the bed and began to lick and suck the other breast. Daisy’s nipples were now at attention as Trinh and I continued to kiss, lick and suck her areolae and nipples; Daisy placed an arm around each of us.
Daisy was apparently getting wet enough for Jeff to go at her with more vigor; he licked his fingers again and now inserted both of them in her pussy, thrusting them in and out of her at a moderate pace at first, but with increasing rapidity as he went on. He then licked the index finger of his left hand and used it to rub her clit as his right hand was penetrating her. Daisy threw her head against the mattress and began breathing harder, clutching both me and Trinh tighter. Finally, she opened her mouth to let out a moan, arched her back and began to gush all over Jeff’s hand.
When Daisy finally went limp and had squirt for the last time, Jeff brought his fingers to Daisy’s mouth; she hungrily sucked her own juices off of his fingers. Trinh and I, seeing how much there still was between her legs, moved down there to lick her thighs and pussy and lap it all up.
And all this hungrily lapping up of vaginal fluids meant just one thing; it was time to get dressed and go out to breakfast together.
Breakfast was great! Not so much the food, but rather the mood. There was no nervousness, no apprehension. We had all just finished having a really good time together in our friends’ bedroom, and everyone was feeling good about it, even us newbies. There was much more laughter than at dinner the previous night, or dinner the previous week. This was who we were now, and we seemed perfectly comfortable with it.
After breakfast, Trinh and I said our goodbyes to Daisy and Jeff, and then I walked Trinh back to her apartment. There was a lot to talk about along the way, and it wasn’t all laughter and fun. We talked about where our relationship now stood. Did the weekend’s escapades change anything about out commitment to each other? As we talked, it was very clear that we were still committed to each other. But what if we did this again? We both seemed to want to, but if we did it over and over again, would that take its toll on us as a couple? We promised each other that we would figure out the new boundaries together, finding something that would work for us.
After walking Trinh home, I walked back to my apartment. When I got home, my roommates smiled and nodded at me, figuring that I had been out all night with Trinh.
They had no idea!
We’ve gotten together with Daisy and Jeff a number of times since then, and every time has been great! So far, we’ve limited our swinging to just them. That’s been good enough for us; we’re very comfortable and happy with what we have going with them. The rules seem to be that both of us have to be present when there’s anything involving the opposite-sex member of the other couple. But there’s a loophole when it comes to same-sex activities; Trinh has my enthusiastic blessing to explore with Daisy whenever the opportunity presents itself, and Jeff and I can and have gotten together to provide release for each other with the same understanding. Don’t ask: it just works for us. We know that Daisy and Jeff aren’t totally exclusive with us, and we’re okay with that as long as they don’t totally go nuts and as long they use their best judgment and their tests keep coming back negative. As I said, we have a great thing going.
In this one respect, I’m not looking forward to graduation. I hope we don’t end up too far from each other. Who knows what the future holds? But I have to say that I’m really enjoying the present!