Previous in series: Beth. 3. Hannah came home the next day with Beth's explanation. It seemed that during her time at uni, she was in a relationship with her room-mate for two years, exclusively lesbian, stopping when they graduated. Yesterday had been her first 'relapse'. We became a threesome, whenever we could, we met on every other Saturday, sometimes going out together, sometimes just to fuck until Sunday. I was getting as much sex as ever, but sharing it with both of them. Sometimes they fucked while I watched. Three in a bed can get confusing, but advantages outweigh. Queening one while the other is riding your cock is one. Another that blew my mind was having my cock trapped between two cunts while they tribbed. One Sunday morning on a Beth-less weekend, I was woken by Hannah fondling my depleted cock. She had been particularly demanding the evening before and I could have done with a rest, it felt like it had been filleted. I said something to that effect. She desisted and instead snuggled up, speaking softly agzinst my ear; "I want you to imagine that I am being fucked by another man. His cock is huge. He is on top, nailing me to the bed, stretching my cunt like never before. I am screaming with pleasure. He comes inside me, shooting more spunk than I have ever had, so much that it escapes past the tight seal of his cunt-stretcher and my stretched cunt. He pulls out, his cum floods back out, running down my arse-crack… Do you lick it from me?" By now my cock was showng a keen interest, against all odds I could feel a come coming. I replied; "Yes, oh yes." Hoping that she would finish me. Instead, she let me go off the boil. Then; "You're slurping his thick, warm spunk as it runs from my cunt, you lick me dry, but his cock is still wet, still hard. Do you clean his cock?" "Yes." "Do you keep sucking, sucking so hard that he comes again in your mouth, do you swallow his spunk?" "Yes! Oh fuck yes!" My own spunk fountained from me, raining back down onto my belly and chest. Hannah, looking smug, reached for the tissues, but before she cleaned me, she licked up some spunk and kissed me, transferring it to me. "Good?" She smirked. "The finest vintage." I replied. Hannah snuggled back, neither of us seemed to want to get up. For myself, I could have slept all day. I was dozing off when she said; "Beth has got herself a bloke." I was surprised, but shouldn't have been. For a woman like Beth, a fuck-session once a fortnight can't be enough. Between threesomes, Hannah and I were fucking pretty much the same as before Beth. Beth was having to make do with her fingers. Or was she? I said nothing. Hannah was sure to reveal all. She did; "She started with him soon after that first session with you, she says that you gave her back the confidence and she thanks you for it, but we were not sure how you would react if she had someone of her own, so we agreed not to tell you. Now he wants to move the relationship forward, to become a couple and to dispense with condoms. But if she does that, could she continue with us? You would have to use condoms and we could not rub cunts. Or we end it." "It had to happen eventually." I said. She continued; "But suppose we invited him to join us, to square the triangle?" There it was. The reason for the little fantasy she had just revealed. I said simply; "So you get use of another cock, but what's in it for me?" "Continued access to Beth," she said. And perhaps a cock to suck." "That's never going to happen." I said. "But you just said that you would." "When?" "Just now, when I was wanking you." "That's not fair, that was fantasty," I protested. She got out of bed, saying; "Think about it." I did of course. Non-stop. I wanted continued access to Beth's considerable charms and also to Hannah's and to the voyeuristic delights of the two of them going at it. I wanted it all of course. But could I share it? I could enjoy watching Beth fucked by another man, my own private live-sex show. But suppose the recipient of the other cock was my wife? And yes, I had wondered what it must be like to suck a cock, and to receive a mouthfull of warm spunk not my own. The girls seemed to like it. Almost as much as I liked licking cunt. As for taking it to it's concusion, being buggered… I had never got any further than having the medium-sized dildo up my arse, which happened occasionally but not often. And which was not unpleasant. But a life, spunk-firing real one? Whatever I decided, it still required the agreement of someone I had not even met. Beth's bloke. Beth came over the following Saturday as arranged. After we had fucked each other to a standstill, we discussed it. She described him, Steve. She wanted him, but not if it meant losing what we already had, if either him or me said no, she would dump him. I had to choose. We celebrated with another ball-draining session. We, or rather they, then discussed how to approach Steve, deciding to throw him in the deep end. We would be invited to dinner at Beth's the following Saturday. After dinner, Beth would fuck me in front of him, Hannah would offer herself to Steve. The following Monday, Hannah came home with the news that all was arranged. And something else. She produced a strap-on harness and a dildo to fit it. At least as big as the one that I had struggled to take, saying simply ; "Training. She made me deep-throat it, with reasonable success. Then told me to lie on my back, legs up. This had become her preferred position when I fucked her anally. "You can watch my tits bounce as a ravage your arse." She explained. It hurt, but in a strange, enjoyable way. I was ready. "Now do me," she demanded, her voice quavering with lust. "Fuck my tight arsehole and fill me with your spunk." We met early for drinks the following Saturday. Steve was okay, about our age, fit looking without being athletic, charming and amusing. Hannah was drooling. After we had eaten, the girls cleared away. Steve and I sat opposite each other on Beth's two, large facing sofas. Both girls had been fucked by me on both sofas. We were joined by the ladies, Beth took my drink away and sat on my lap. Placing my hand on a tit. She spoke directly to Steve; "Hannah, Ben and me, are very good friends, friends with benifits. Ben has a cock like a juggernaught and has been fucking me regularly for ages, Hannah has the sweetest cunt you will ever taste, and I do taste it, regularly. If we are to progress our relationship, you must accept this and be part of a foursome. Ben is going to fuck me now, you can watch or fuck Hannah." Both girls stood and removed their dresses. I was not expecting this, I could only wonder what Steve made of it. His eyes were like saucers, his mouth gaped. Beth fished out my cock and sucked it into her mouth. I continued to watch Steve. Hannah raised her eyebrows at him, indicating; "Well?" Steve put his drink down, stood up and removed his jacket, Hannah undid his belt, unzipped him and fished out his very erect cock, popping it into her mouth. And the deal was sealed with a kiss. Well two kisses. Kisses on the cock. At Beth's suggestion, we wached as Hannah performed her oral magic on Steve's straining organ. He was quite well-endowed, but smaller than me in both length and girth. Not by much, Beth exaggerates, I do not have a juggernaut, but it probably is a bit bigger than average. Hannah knows, as does Beth, just how far she can go on a cock before it errupts. She stood up, peeled off her damp knickers, Steve had already separated her tits from her bra, then straddled him and guided his erection into her dripping hole. It was sweet agony to watch a strangers cock slide bareback into my wife's cunt. Beth gasped, her fingers dug into my thigh. She said; "I have not had that without a condom." The first hint a jealousy perhaps? I replied; "You have some catching up to do then." On the other sofa, the fuck was well under way. I did not expect Steve to last long, and he didn't. He gasped and thrust desperately up into Hannah. "Fuck me now." Demanded Beth. She slid forward on the seat. I removed her knickers, knelt between her thighs and she guided me home. She still wore her bra, but her tits were out of the cups. I fucked, they bounced. I made no attempt to make it last, it was a pressure-relief fuck for both of us. And a demonstration of pleasures to come for Steve. We left soon after. Beth and Steve had unfinished business. In the taxi, I slipped my hand up inside Hannah's skirt, into her knickers and toyed with the moist lips of her cunt. Moving close so the driver would not hear, I whispered; "Steve's cock is probably inside Beth's cunt at this very moment." She shuddered, then whispered back; "A cunt wet with your still-warm spunk. By the time we get home, his will be cold in mine, you will have to wait to enjoy warm sloppy seconds." I nearly came in my pants. By the time we got to bed, it was probably not only cold, but soaked away, but I still licked her cunt until she came, before displacing any that was left with a generous helping of my own. We met up again the following Saturday. Steve had had time now to think about it and was all in favour. When the two of us were alone, he told me that he thought all his birthdays and christmases had come together when Beth had offered Hannah to him. I complimented him on his decisiveness, he had taken only seconds to decide. He said; "Surely, any man with a functioning cock would have done the same? I have had a permanent hard-on looking forward to today." Even before we had eaten, there was vigorous foreplay. The ever sensible Hannah called us to order and we agreed an order of play for the evening so that nobody went short. We began by eating dinner stark naked. First on the list was a simple partner-swap, this time, on Beth's big bed and I had the honours while Hannah and Steve watched. I licked Beth to a climax, entered her in missionary and fucked her. It did not take long. Our place on the bed was then taken by the others. Steve sucked Hannah off, then fucked her, also in missionary. Hannah's plan was for me to fuck her straight away, wet with Steve's spunk. My first real sloppy seconds. The feeling of my cock pushing through another man's warm spunk was one I will never forget. Exquisite. There was little friction to begin, but the feeling was amazing. If I had not just spent a load inside Beth, I think that I could possibly have orgasmed just from what it was doing to my lust-crazed brain. Hannah, impatient for her seconds, started to buck up against me. I picked up the rhythm and quickly gave her what she craved. As my cum pumped into her, she came. The first time ever in this position. I moved away, Hannah stayed on the bed, breathing heavily. Her legs were apart her cunt gaping. Spunk trickled from her. Beth moved in for a closer look, paddling her fingers in the mess, then raising them to her lips to taste them. Steve groaned. He was wanking his cock, ready for seconds. As I expected, Beth could not resist the invitation of Hannah's double spunked hole, kneeling, she began to lick. Steve, cock in fist, knelt behind her and fed into Beth's equally juicy cunt. Hannah came again, quickly followed by Steve. When he pulled out, a small torrent of his cum, and I suppose, some of mine, ran down Beth's leg. I knew full well what was going to happen next and I was wanking vigorously in anticipation. Sure enough, Beth fed the mixture into Hannahs greedy mouth. Steve joined me to watch a spectacular demonstration of lesbianism at its most exhibitionist. We sat side by side naked, each on our own chair, and wanked like two old men at a blue- movie cinema. When they were unable to come anymore, the girls peeled apart. Their faces and lovely bodies gleaming with a mixture or perspiration and bodily fluids. Beth looked across at her frantically masturbating audience of two and said; "I hope you weren't thinking of wasting that." I waved my cock at her, replying; "Just keeping it warm for you." Beth knelt in front of me, Hannah in front of Steve and sucked us until they got their rewards, the very last drops. So. Three became four. Hannah has talked about enlarging the group, but for now, that is: The end.