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My First DP
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My first DP
I thought you guys might like this one, about my first dp (well, my first mmf dp.)
It was late spring of 2013. There was no escape from "Radioactive" on the radio. Things were settling down in our household.
Anne was leaving for a 10 days to visit her mother and aunt, and taking our child. I wanted nothing to do with that trip, and I didn't have the leave available even I did.
Now, I'm not a fan of being alone, but since I would be working most of the week, it was no big deal, except for weekend, where I would be alone all day. I put out feelers on social media to see if anyone is doing anything, and if I could tag along.
Enter Michael. Michael and I had met about two years ago, and been fuck buddies for about a year, but hasn't seen much of each other in 3 months of so.
Now, Michael was bi. Like the most balanced bi person I knew. He just ... alternated. Anyway he had been seeing James for about three months now, which was why Michael was mostly absent from the usual social gatherings. The honeymoon period was wearing off. So Michael says I can tag along on a camping/RV weekend they had planned at Gooseberry Falls.
Something like this...
Let me say at this point I had no sexual expectations for the weekend. I was thinking it was going to be hiking and campfires.
The week comes, and we're on the road heading north. We're chatting, trying to get the very shy James to come out of his shell more to me. He had only recently come out as bi, and Michael was his first real boyfriend. I felt a little bad for James; I knew how the relationship was going to end... But anyways, he was still in the "scared to be seen in public with another guy" phase. At one point I said jokingly "if you don't like the way someone is looking at you, you can just grab my tits and grunt 'me like booby'". Michael took that to heart, and while driving, reached behind himself to grope at me.
Well, y'all should know my personality now by now; I can't let that go unchallenged. I undid my belt, lifted up my shirt, and put my chest between the front seats. Michael was all too happy to give me a squeeze. I made James do it too. The tone was set.
So we get to the campsite. Still being being off season, the place was fairly empty; there were several empty campsites on either side of us. The useless guys are trying to figure out how to level a trailer, meanwhile I'm the hatchet-wielding she-hulk splitting wood down to kindling to get the fire going. I get a good fire going; they're still trying figure out how to get the trailer set up. Whatever. I go inside and start making food (even with two guys dicking each other somehow the woman still ends up making the food...)
We're eating, we're drinking. It gets dark. I suggest we go to the beach, which was about 1/4 of a mile away. We're sitting on rocks, looking up at the clear night sky, when Michael suggests skinny dipping. So Michael is the one who wants to get us all naked, eh? Michael's also an idiot. I'm the first to strip, but I have no intention of going past my ankles because everyone knows You Don't Go Swimming in Lake Superior in May.
Michael, and James too, strip then climb out onto a boulder, then they jump into the waist-deep water together holding hands. It would have been really cute, but You Don't Go Swimming in Lake Superior in May, especially when the air temp is hovering around 50. Their cursing from the shock and my laughter just woke half the campground. (And yes, in case your wondering, my nipples were so hard in that air you could play your Houses of the Holy LP on them.)
You Don't Go Swimming in Lake Superior in May. That's 4C/38F if you can't read it.
They come scurrying out, and I make sure to illuminate the most important part of them with the flashlight. The "shrinkage" was very real; I swear their balls were so far up inside them they hit their stomachs. I was laughing my ass off.
Because Michael is an idiot, he grabs his stuff and starts running naked back to the camper, which, with all of the windows open to let it air out, is exactly the same temperature as the outside, instead of being smart and using his shirt to dry off. James and I followed.
The three of us are standing in the camper naked. The guys are shivering. I'm cold, but not doing too bad since I didn't go in the water. I grab some towels and toss to them, then huddle the three of us closer. I start to feel bad about laughing at them, and, let's just say these two twinks both had well-cut bodies. Bodies which were now pressing against me. And for Michael at least, I knew that the micro-penis in front of me was not representative.
I did what any horny 32 year-old milf would do. I dropped to my knees and blew them. I started with James. I surprised him, and he jumped so hard that he banged his head. Since he was gone, I turned to Michael, who was no stranger and expecting it. James came back, and I was alternating between the two guys and sucking them both until I had two decent 5-6" dicks in front of me.
Pretty sure I was rubbing them on each other, too. Of course, I don't wear fake nails, and if I did I'd make sure to get them filled in from time to time...
At that point, I got up, grabbed their hands, and led them to the bed. I pushed James onto it, then climbed on top him. I'm not sure if he had any idea what was happening to him or not. I leaned forward and kissed him. Then I turned to Michael, sucked him a little, and turned back to James.
Michael slipped his dick between our lips. He alternated between each of our mouths.
Basically, but both of us were sucking it.
I turned my head and told Michael to fuck my ass. He wasted little time getting behind me.
Like this. The camper was a bit more crowded, though.
James came first. I kept grinding against him though and could feel him getting soft in me and the spunk oozing out. He wasn't going anywhere though, being on the bottom as Michael fucked my ass. Michael and I came at near the same time. Michael pulled out; I slide down James and proceeded to clean him up while Michael licked James' cum out of me. Michael for his part had slipped on a condom between the blowjob and my ass.
We all fell asleep on the bed, Michael spooning me and James off to the side. I woke in the middle of the night find him hard. I slipped his dick between my legs, and into my, and rubbed us off together. I felt bad for leaving James out of it, so I gave him a wake-up blowjob.
We managed to actually get in some hiking, but it was mostly just fucking after that point. In just about every position for MM (yes, I watched), MF, or MMF possible. I lost four pounds on that trip.
The we got together a couple of times after the camping trip. James and Michael broke up a few months later. Michael is still one of my FWBs. I haven't talked to James since they broke up.