The list: Bi MMF and DVP

 

Leo and I had started chatting when Cawston introduced us so the real fun could begin. He was kind, curious, and made me feel desired - everything I like in a playmate. We met for a casual ice cream, exchanged a few flirty glances and lots of dirty talk, and then arranged a one-on-one playdate. Just a little taste before the real event: a bi-MMF threesome with the well-endowed Cawston.

By the time our trio was scheduled, the plans were set. A list had formed. A naughty, ambitious, slightly intimidating list of things we might like to try:

1. Two cocks in my mouth
2. Leo and I sucking Cawston together
3. My clit on Leo’s tongue while Cawston fucked me from behind
4. A spit roast
5. DVP (if we were brave enough)
6. A double facial

It sounded a lot on paper, but we weren’t treating it like a rigid checklist. The list was more of a guide, a roadmap to explore… and maybe get lost along the way.

It was a hot day – the first proper heat of the summer where everything feels sticky before the sex even starts. The windows stayed shut, the fans hummed loudly, and the memory foam mats were laid out across my floor. The drinks were chilled, toys cleaned, and a generous selection of condoms were out (Cawston’s of the XL variety, Leo’s more standard but just as enjoyable).

They arrived within minutes of each other, stripped off almost as quickly, and I stood in front of them in a pale pink babydoll dress. The air felt heavy with expectation, and heat.

They quickly moved and Leo started kissing me. The iced was broken and I knelt between them and started to worship their cocks.

Leo’s cock slipped into my mouth easily. Cawston, on the other hand, is a mouthful I’ve never quite conquered. During our last session I’d choked, gagged, and failed gloriously tp take the final inch. But today, I was determined. Down I went, alternating between them, tasting one then the other, until I had both of their cocks in my mouth. Number one on the list. Done.

Definitely more of a “because I can” than “because I love it” but it was the perfect warm-up.

Then came something I wasn’t sure I’d enjoy: sharing.
Cawston stood before us, and as I licked his length, Leo joined in. We kissed between sucks, tongues meeting between licks, both of us teasing and worshipping that monster cock together. It was filth. It was hot. And it was surprisingly fun. I thought I’d be jealous and I was, a little but also turned on watching Leo go down on him, both of us smiling at each other.

The energy flowed easily between the three of us. They’d played together before, so it all felt natural. Cawston sank onto the sofa, and I immediately took his cock deep into my mouth. Leo slid in behind me, fucking me as I sucked, his pace pushing me forward forcing me to take more of Cawston than I ever had before. And then it happened. His cock pushed past the threshold and into my throat. Pure surprise. And the look on his face? Worth everything.

Cawston directed us next. Leo lay on the floor, and I lowered myself onto his face. Not my favourite position, if I’m honest but necessary for the next item on the list. I leaned forward to suck Leo’s cock while Cawston slid into me from behind. The stretch of him combined with Leo’s tongue on my clit was overwhelming in the best possible way.

Cawston fucked me beautifully and Leo’s tongue was the perfect accompaniment: then Cawston pulled out and had Leo clean his cock of my juices before returning to fuck me. It was smooth, effortless, and full of filthy fun. There was no awkwardness, just this mutual understanding that we were all there to indulge.

We swapped around. I squirted across the mat from Cawston’s fingers. Leo sat on my face while I licked his arse and stroked him, every inch of me sticky, throbbing, and lit up.

And then Cawston looked at me… DVP was next on the list. Was I up for it?

To feel so torn in one moment. I was loving every moment of the play. I did want to try it but would they think of me differently if I tried? Would my husband look at me differently? I bit my lip and nodded with so much fear in my stomach.

Leo lay back, ready, but his nerves got in the way. I could see the blood leaving his cock.

So I did what felt natural. I climbed on top of him and whispered into his ear. I told him how sexy he was, how much I enjoyed him. I kissed him, his neck, his chest, licked his nipples, moved down and sucked him gently until he was hard again. I slid him inside me, leaning in close, continuing to tell him how good he felt. Every word true.

Then I felt Cawston line up behind me. He took his time. And then, slowly, he was inside too.

It’s impossible to describe that feeling. Completely full, unable to move, just held there in the most intense, overwhelming way. I clung to Leo’s chest. He started holding my hips, then realised what I needed and wrapped his arms around me, holding me to him as Cawston began to move. Held there Leo can’t move, I can’t move and Cawston would move slowly and with only some of his extraordinary length. It felt good, especially the weight of men either side of me, but nothing compared to a good pounding in my opinion.

It’s not something I’d rush to do again. It was intimate. Intense. And now it’s a memory.

They both took turns fucking me after that, and at one point, Cawston and I even sucked Leo’s cock together. That one didn’t quite turn me on, maybe it was the size difference not requiring two people to pleasure him, maybe it was just the moment but I enjoyed sharing Cawston with Leo far more than the other way around.

Eventually, after more pleasure than I expcted, the two of them exchanged a look. One of those unspoken things.

They stood in front of me, and I dropped to my knees. My body was hot, trembling, glistening with sweat and sex.

And they came.
All over my face and boobs. Marking me, covering me. The picture we took after said it all: messy hair, dripping skin, and the biggest satisfied smile.

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Sometimes a list helps you focus. Sometimes it turns into a dirty little treasure map. We didn’t love every item, but the experience? Filthy, fantastic, and full of things I’ll be reliving for a while.