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Excerpt from Popped Cherries:
The three of us were lying together in bed enjoying a post orgasmic euphoria, Michaela began fondling and stroking both Peter and my cocks in preparation for another round of balling. Michaela turned to me "You know that Peter is really pleased that we all get along so well. You're the only guy he likes enough to let me have a separate relationship outside of our marriage."
"I think he's a great guy" I said "and a special friend too. Thanks Peter"
"Did you know that you turn Peter on?" Michaela continued. Her smile was wicked. "Even though he's straight and has never seriously considered making it with a guy. He's told me a couple of times that he's attracted to you and that he would really like to suck your cock." She turned to Peter, winked and said. "Isn't that right, Peter?" Peter nodded in agreement. He had a sheepish grin on his face.
She giggled. "I've got no objections to that you know, in fact I think I'd enjoy knowing the two of you hunks were getting it on. I'd want to watch, if you don't mind. Now is as good a time as any."
They both wanted to know what I thought of this revelation. While I was somewhat surprised and said that I had before never considered anything like was being suggested -- I said that under the right circumstances I probably would not object. In truth, I had been curious about what it would be like to suck Peter's penis from the first minute I saw it. The curiosity was beginning to turn to lust, and Michaela's encouragement increased my desires. Michaela continued to stroke my body. She whispered in my ear how much she would enjoy watching Peter sucking my cock. Michaela told me how she saw Peter and my participating in this 'act of love' as being the culmination of a relationship that was building between the three of us. Finally, after a few more minutes of gentle cajoling by Michaela I said that I would have no problem with Peter blowing me, if that was what Peter really wanted to do.
I turned to Peter. "Do you really want to blow me?" Peter nodded and as if to reinforce this he moved his hand next to Michaela's and joined her in stroking my cock. I, in turn, signaled my approval by placing my own hand on top of both of theirs.
Peter didn't need any further approval or encouragement. He moved in immediately, sliding his body over and across Michaela's thighs and moving his head and face towards my belly.
Popped Cherries is 10,000 words of steamy menage.