Most everybody thinks their sex life is complicated. Maybe their lover doesn’t completely fulfil their needs, or they can’t let go of an ex’s memory? Or maybe they’re a bisexual woman, like I am, and their situation is especially complex.

I wanted a monogamous relationship. I really liked having a steady lover. Problem was, whenever I had a boyfriend, I wanted the taste of pussy on my tongue. But when I was with a girlfriend, even one perfect for me emotionally and physically, I couldn’t help but crave hard cock and the muscular feel of a man. Yet I envied people in committed relationships. I wanted it both ways — literally.

One night I went out to a party put on by the company I worked for. I was currently between lovers, feeling a little dejected because of my peculiar dilemma. Still, I could look around at the other guests.

I first spotted the woman. She had a sweet shape, with breasts high and firm. When she turned away, I took note of her taut rounded ass. My eyes followed her. I liked the way she moved with an unself-conscious grace.

What would she be like in bed? I had no trouble imagining her naked. I pictured her nipples stiff, her pussy slick, her eyes glowing with desire. I would kiss her. Our mouths would move softly against one another. Then the kiss would deepen, our hands would explore each other’s bodies. Soon we would be rolling around, pussies grinding together, flesh mingling, tongues flashing.

Excitement had my pulse speeding. I laughed silently at myself. The woman had moved off, going out onto the grounds surrounding the corporate space where the party was being held. She would have no idea I’d just heavily fantasized about her.

But since I was indulging in sexual daydreams, I decided it was only fair to pick out a guy as well. Standing by myself, I scanned the scenery. There were any number of reasonably handsome men here, but I waited until I saw one who gave me the serious tingles.

He was a looker with an athletic physique. Like the woman earlier he too moved with a confident ease that wasn’t arrogant, just assured. I imagined him nude as well. I gave him a good-sized cock. Then I pictured myself on a bed with him. I handled his thick shaft. His hands groped my tits. Then I got up on him and rode him until we were both howling with orgasmic glee.

Again, I laughed, this time out loud. Suddenly I felt a bit ridiculous. I was an adult woman, fantasizing like a horny schoolgirl. The man had disappeared into the crowd, I realized.

I found that my cocktail glass was empty. I didn’t want another drink. Maybe it was time to leave. I was only worsening my current feeling of loneliness.

Grabbing my coat, I headed out to the parking lot. Just as I was reaching my car, someone called out, “Hey, are you leaving?”

I knew plenty of people at the party of course, but it wasn’t any of them who’d followed me out. When I saw who it was, my jaw about hit the pavement with disbelief. It was the woman. And the man. The very two I’d singled out for individual fantasies.

They approached me together, smiling. The man said, “My name’s Mick and this is my girlfriend Tina. We’d been hoping to talk to you.”

I still could only stare.

Tina said, “You were the most interesting looking person there.” She offered me a sultry smile. I realized that Mick was giving me a similar leer.

But I was confused. Confused as hell — even as these two were seriously turning me on. “But you said she’s your girlfriend — ?”

“And Mick’s my boyfriend,” Tina said. “But we’ve been looking for a third person,” Mick continued. “A hot woman.”

Again, they both ogled me. My skin prickled. My juices stirred. This was crazy. Then again, how was a couple supposed to go about picking someone up?

Finally, I spoke. “My name’s Terese.” Minutes later I found myself following them in my car to their nearby home.

I entered the tasteful house. In all my sexual adventuring I’d never done a three-way, even though that might seem the natural solution to part of my dilemma.

We didn’t rush into the bedroom. 

We sat in the spacious living room and talked awhile. They were both fascinating. Smart, empathetic, and yes, sexy as hell. They shifted places and sat on either side of me on the big couch. I liked them. I was certainly attracted to them both.

I knew for sure the attraction was mutual when Tina put her arm around me and drew me into a kiss. It was as soft as in my fantasy. Then Mick moved in gently and put his mouth on mine. Our lips parted and tongues tangled.

There was no undercurrent of jealousy. These two were at ease with each other, and with my presence between them. When they coaxed me onto my feet, I went eagerly with them to the bedroom.

Our clothes fell swiftly away, but everything felt unhurried, dreamlike. I beheld Tina’s luscious curves and trailed my fingers over her lush breasts. Mick’s cock was, if anything, bigger than I’d imagined. I took him in my grip, feeling the sweet throb of him.

Up onto the big broad bed we went. I felt a gentle mistiness working through me. Pleasure washed over me as I lay down between these two beautiful people. Tina was lovely, her skin satiny, and she responded with soft sighs when I touched her.

Mick was firmly muscled but not grotesquely over-developed. When we kissed, I felt the faint rasp of stubble. His hard cock pressed against my hip. Hands caressed me from either side. They both squeezed my tits.

Tina clutched me harder, tweaking my sensitive nipple right up to the edge of pain, just how I liked it. Mick’s grasp was surprisingly gentle. He shifted his head and delicately licked my breast’s silken underside. Pleasure swept through me. Tina put her mouth to me as well. She sucked energetically on my other tit, grazing my nipple with her teeth.

I lay there on my back, in a haze of gathering bliss. I reached out, reached down between each pair of legs. I took Mick’s cock in my hand, giving it several pumps, savoring the girth and rigidity of him. I also trailed my fingers along Tina’s damp pussy lips, then parted her and slotted two fingertips into her, stirring her enticing wetness.

Pussy and cock. Both right here. This was paradise. But my mouth suddenly needed to taste them both. I somehow had to prove to myself that this was real, that I wasn’t still back at the party daydreaming myself into a stupor.

I sat up and scurried down between Mick’s leg. His taut thighs closed over my shoulders as I scooped up his hairless balls, which stirred warmly on my fingers. I aimed his swollen cockhead at the bedroom ceiling and lowered my mouth onto it.

His body jumped as I swirled him with my tongue, tasting his milky drool of precum. I started sucking my way downward, tongue tip plucking at the thick squiggles of his veins. I caved my cheeks in around him, applying suction. I easily overcame my gag reflex and took him into my throat.

His powerful male flavor was delicious. I rode my head up and down, never breaking the seal of my lips. Tina stroked my back, hand gliding from the nape of my neck down to the swells of my ass, which she squeezed forcefully. Her fingertips even strayed into the valley between my ass-cheeks and grazed my butthole and pussy. Electric pleasure danced through me.

Satisfied that Mick was real, I turned my oral attention to Tina. She eagerly lay back, spreading her creamy thighs. I lay between them and inhaled her intoxicating aroma before unfurling my tongue and licking her glistening slit. She writhed as I delved her deeper, going in for a heavy taste of her. I flicked her swelled clit. She grabbed my head and humped hard against my face. I happily tongued her until she came, her juices pouring into my mouth. Yes, she too was real. This was no fantasy.

Now they wanted their taste of me. We worked in silent sighing unison. Every movement seemed both spontaneous and carefully choreographed. I felt absolutely at ease with these two people. When Mick put his face between my legs, I jammed my pussy on his open mouth. Pleasure streamed in me.

From behind Tina gently rolled me onto my side. I kept my legs around Mick’s head. Suddenly I felt Tina’s hot tongue on my asshole. The dark joy swept me, intense and unexpected. They ate me like that, back and front, until I was clawing the sheets and yowling with ecstasy. My climax ripped up from my depths and left me deliciously limp.

I knew without anyone speaking that Mick was anxious to put that big cock in me. I wanted him from behind, and he seemed to sense that, helping me onto my hands and knees. My body trembled, my flesh alive with crackling need.

Mick knelt in behind me and slotted his cock into my pussy. He speared me all the way and I cried out, loving it. But I wanted more. Suddenly Tina was before me. She knelt facing away, putting her head on the bed and pushing her ass straight up toward my face.

Whimpering with pleasure, I run my tongue from her pussy all the way up through the sweet valley of her ass. I lingered on her asshole, licking out her ring like she’d done for me. Her gorgeous ass waggled back and forth, and I heard her muffled cries.

Mick pounded my pussy all the while. His thrusts were strong, his strokes deep. I felt another come ready to sweep over me. When I heard him grunt and felt him unload, my climax overwhelmed me. Tina came too, with my tongue up her ass.

In the afterglow I told them that I didn’t want this to end. They held me tenderly between them, and said they wanted me to stay, to be girlfriend to them both.

I committed to them then and there.