A double date with my main everything and my first lover and her shy sub husband

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Yeah, I'm really excited that we're going to get to, uh, catch up more next week too. Who would have thought a double date with, uh, with my first real lover as one half of the, uh, other couple. Did I tell you that I told my, my boo, uh, that fact that you, Miss Babs, were the, uh, first person I ever had sex with?

I did tell her. Well, you know, there's no sense, you know, uh, beating around the bush. We've been hinting strongly to each other that we wouldn't mind if this double date turned into a really good double date.

As I started to say that, I thought to myself, well, you know, us hooking up or, you know, swapping or whatever, intermingling, uh, intimately, isn't at odds with, uh, it doesn't need a new name. It's just a date that went well, right? I guess it is outside of most, many people's expectations for what, uh, you know, what a delightful finale to an evening looks like.

But are they really dates then? Those should just be called something more platonic. Those are dinner get-togethers.

Those aren't double dates. It's a new rule. If there's not, if there's not, uh, intercouple hooking up or at least consideration of it, it's not a double date.

It's just a dinner party. That's funny. Uh, well, you know, I mean, so I don't have to convince her, um, it seems like we might have more work on your end, uh, with, with your hubby, but, oh, you know, the queen is, uh, she's down.

She likes for me to partake of life and she too has a big appetite for life and she's going to love you and, um, yeah. And I will get to, uh, I imagine sit back and, um, observe two beautiful ladies who have played such a seminal role, uh, in my life and sexual coming into being that, uh, yeah. I'm feeling very lucky right now, but I was, yeah.

But she did, she was a little, you know, uh, I could see that it just touched on some insecurities maybe to think that, you know, you were the first person I was ever with, which I thought it was going to turn her on, but I think it, I mean, it's fine. We'll just have to be conscious of that, you know. There's always, you know, there's always emotions and boundaries and protective, you know, just different shit that comes up when you're exploring these things.

So it's not anything to worry about. She's still very excited, but I don't know if she's as excited as I am. I mean, how could she be? How could she be as excited as I am for a, another counter after having been exposed to your sexy self?

So your hubby, he's into, not into it, into it, kind of insecure, territorial, uh, what's his story? Hmm. Okay.

So he's just lacks some confidence, I guess, and, okay, well, is he, um, like, kind of you know, uh, I like, I hate the whole alpha beta male thing. Gosh, like how, how, uh, alarmingly off putting and toxic, but at the same time, you know, I know what is meant by it. And like, I, I don't know.

I like to be, um, I mean, we can, we can, you know, be, uh, in a power sharing agreement, but I prefer to be among the people in charge of any facet of my life, you know? So I do so, but how would you, uh, describe him in that arena? Is he a leader or a follower? He's more of a follower.

Okay. Well, that's perfect. You know, follow, follow, follow our, uh, sexy asses into the bedroom and, uh, yeah, I think, you know, you seem hesitant.

Well, I mean, at the end of the day, it's gotta be, uh, all enthusiastic and willing participants for me to be interested. So no stress, you know, uh, I might, you know, pressure you in that event to tell him that we are going to borrow you, but I'm sure once he sees you and, uh, my sweet baby angel engaged, it'll just, you know, hit, yeah, he'll be turned off. Gosh, I would say it's funny.

I was telling her, uh, you know, revealed to her that in fact, it was the same Babs that, uh, we were going on a dinner date with that I dated in high school and lost my virginity to, um, you know, she asked me to give some details, kind of recount the story because it turned her on and, um, yeah, I forgot how awesome it was. You really, I'm a lucky guy, you know, you were very hands-on and proactive, but not, you know, Donald, you still made room for me to feel like a, like a man, you know, to be like, yeah, in an assertive position, but you, uh, you know, you grabbed me by my dick and fucking let me upstairs and deflowered me. You remember what I, that stands out to me as much as anything is the fact that you put the condom on me.

Like, I feel like maybe some people would feel like, I don't know, it was a condescending thing to do, but I don't at all. I took it like, I don't know, like it was like an act of service and, uh, I don't know. Yeah, it just was really, really just a tweet and I liked it a lot.

I mean, I had totally practiced putting one on like lots of times before that moment, but it still could have been an awkward fumble, but it's not even that, that I didn't think that I'd be able to, it's just, or, you know, of course I'd be able to, but maybe not without some fumbling, but yeah, just the vibe, you know, and what it communicates, um, yeah. Yeah, yeah, and then if, oh my gosh, um, yeah, yeah, the way that you responded and, I don't know, you kind of like stroked my ego a bit with some of the stuff you were saying about and it doesn't feel like a first time and all that, you know. Um, I felt like it was over way sooner than I wanted, but gosh, it was like all the lights coming on in the, you know, it's like when you're, I don't know, I think like a movie scene where there's people on a baseball field and then the big overhead, uh, spotlights come on and they all like, you know, click on in sequence and I don't know, I felt that's, that's how I felt about just my whole like aura and psyche was like, boom, all the lights coming on, like, whoa, I have, I have become one with my lover.

This is cause, you know, it's such a big part of everything and like our whole like reproduction and creation and stuff. So yeah, I did feel like, I don't know, this light to come on, like, whoa, you know, yeah. So you were, you were great.

You know what else I was thinking about recently though too was, um, when you went to art school, uh, you know, and I was still back home, you being three years my senior, um, do you remember your roommate that first year? Okay. There's something I want to tell you about that whole situation.

Yeah. And by the way, the fact that you, you know, that I had a college, uh, girlfriend who was in art school, you know, three years older than me and who let me sleep with other women and in fact encouraged it and, you know, was so hot and everything really, um, was a big favor and boon to my whole reputation and persona in that era of life. So again, much appreciation to you Babs for stepping my swag way up.

I didn't even have to do anything. I just had to take the train to your school and tell people about it. Um, yeah, but your roommate who she was, I loved her.

She was hilarious. No, I know she didn't like me. I know she didn't.

I think she, yeah, she didn't trust me. And she was just kind of standoffish in general. You know, she was very Philly.

Like she was born and raised in Philadelphia, right? You know, it wasn't just a transplant for school. Like we went on, like I went on to be and you were, so, but yeah, take the train up.

And, um, you all had, I know you guys were close. I know you like were like roommate close. Like maybe you wouldn't have been friends under any other circumstances, but you cohabitated well and shit.

Is that fair? That was always my impression. Yeah.

Okay. Well, the, you all had those twin beds like pushed together, you know? So like they made one big bed, but you know, there was still just a crack in between the two of them.

And, you know, like I said, she really hated me, I guess, because I think it's because we came in late a lot and she just, yeah, she just didn't trust me or whatever. But we would always have sex just with her right there in the bed. And you always swore she was asleep.

I thought so too, for a long time. And then one time, uh, well, it was during that period, you were having some, some pain issues and, you know, intercourse was not like the easiest or the most prominently featured in our activities at the time. Um, or we could do, you know, we would do it for like a little while and then we would say, um, you need to stop and, um, you know, move on to something else or sometimes just go to sleep.

So, um, it was a night like we, we, you know, we were falling asleep in each other's arms as it was anyway. So, you know, things were getting uncomfortable, which I'm so glad you got that treated and sorted out and everything. It's a very unfortunate situation for the time being, but yeah, of course we adapted and stuff.

But so anyway, let me tell you about, you know, don't, don't go telling me I was so understanding and reasonable until you won because fuck, like, you know, that shouldn't be, uh, you know, given any accolades, you know, uh, uh, you know, uh, you know, uh, you know, uh, respect your body and not want to hurt you in a way you don't, in a way you don't want to be hurted. But to, you know, finish out the story and then see if you're still, uh, you know, I think I'm such a standup guy. So the one time she, you know, always seemingly was asleep and, you know, we did kind of, we're like falling asleep while doing it and he said it was getting uncomfortable.

So he stopped and she totally rolled over and mouthed to me, I can't remember something to the effect of like, you're probably not done, huh? Like, does it, I forget how she said it. It's I must suck.

You're not done. I think something like that. I was like, uh, we haven't exchanged more than five words and you're always so disappointed to see me, but it seems like maybe something else is the real reality beneath that.

And she reached over and touched my dick under the blankets, um, or from under her blanket. And it seems like she was like doing some appraisal and I guess finding it to her liking or whatever. She wrapped her hand around me and kind of pulled me over onto her side of the twin beds.

And I mean, I thought we're going to have sex at that point. I was like, oh wow. But, um, instead she just jerked me off and looked me dead ass in the eyes the whole time.

And it felt so damn good. And the energy of like being nervous you were going to wake up and her just kind of not giving a shit about that. Um, and also her swatting away my hand whenever I tried to touch her ass or, um, you know, reach my hand on the front of those little, you know, boy shorts she always wore around the apartment.

Yeah, she smacked my hand around and wouldn't let me touch her and just maintained eye contact with me, stroking me off. And like right at the one moment when it was starting to feel a little dry, she took the words right out of my mouth and spit on her hand. And I don't know, her spit must have lubricant in it because goddamn it was the most like slick and slippery and tingly and amazing fucking spit.

And she finished me right like that. Wouldn't let me touch her. Didn't say a word.

But the whole thing was pretty intense. I was like very turned on by it. You know, and of course, you know, me, you know, I had before I picked up that she was really serious.

I was definitely trying to grab on that booty because yeah, you remember she had a, she had booty for days. So, you know, that happened that day. The next night, we didn't have sex.

We just hung out watching a movie or whatever. But in the middle of the night, same thing. She jerked me off like, you know, we're laying there in these twin beds, like staring into each other's eyes.

And she just, yeah, I guess had a thing for jerking me off at that point. And I think honestly, so it did progress in the lead up to, you know, the three of us having a thing, but it did progress from there. And I don't think there was a single other time that I slept in that bed that she didn't either finish me off again after we had sex or just initiated on her own.

But for the longest, it was just jerking me off. And then she, you know, she progressed to where she would have me fuck her face or titty fucker. But it had to be like she did this certain like thing with her leg where she reached it down underneath the mattress and sort of held it there against the wall.

I guess it wouldn't shake. And like, yeah, she just had this whole like little body posture she did. And she would always tell me that I had to be very close.

She'd say, you got to be within 10 or 20 strokes once you make the move to to finish. And then I want you to just finish, you know, no, no tap acknowledgement, warning or whatever. No worry about where it goes.

Just finish, which is the same thing she would do when I would come when she jerked me off. She just let it go wherever and never like picked a wet foot tissue or anything. And also somehow the bed was never gross.

So I don't know. I found it hot. She washed her sheets a lot or something.

She did. Yeah, well, that makes sense. I'm not going to say it's the sole reason, but yeah, no, it's just hot.

Like she's jerking me off. And then she eventually started saying things like, when are we going to wake Babs up? She asked me, is she a experiments at college?