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Bobby, Michaela and I were all sitting on their living room sofa, snuggling and watching TV. Bobby was in the middle, although any one of us might be on any particular evening. They're my best friends, and my only lovers since I lost my wife and the love of my life, Wendy, in a terrible car accident a couple of years back. I'm at their house several evenings a week for dinner, warmth and bed since the accident, usually sleeping over after the lovemaking. I guess you could say I was lucky, only having suffered a broken leg and a concussion in the crash, but frankly, I would have preferred to accompany my wife on to the next place. The kids were grown, and they would have been okay. There's no other way to say it. Wendy's death unraveled me. I just didn't know what to do. Bobby and Michaela took care of me. They kept me alive.
Halfway through the ten o'clock hour, I gave Bobby's crotch a gentle squeeze, reached across to caress Michaela's breast, and announced that I was going in to lie down in the bedroom. Michaela said, "We're going to finish the show, Colin. We'll be in in a bit." I walked into the bedroom, got undressed, and laid down naked on the bed.
Bobby and Michaela and Wendy and I had been close friends and a sexual foursome for many years. Bobby and Wendy went back a long way, and had been lovers for a brief time, well before I entered the picture. Remaining the best of friends after the sex fizzled out, Wendy introduced Bobby to Michaela, they fell in love and, after a time, they joined with Wendy in a sexual triad. Some time after that, I met Wendy, and knew I had found my soul mate. Early on in our relationship, Wendy introduced me to Bobby and Michaela, and it didn't take long for them to welcome me into the group, creating a foursome that endured for over twenty years.
Bobby and Michaela married, Wendy and I married, and we all eventually settled into the same part of town. Wendy and I had a son and a daughter, and as they grew up, the four-way sex took more and more of a back seat to everyday life, but never ended entirely. As the kids left home for college, we found ourselves all getting back together in bed more frequently again.
Bobby and Michaela never had children. You have to understand about Michaela. She's a woman. I've never known her as anything but a woman and, after my wife, she's the most beautiful woman I know, even now in our fifties. Her features are lovely, her long chestnut brown hair is stunning, even if she does color it these days, and her breasts are exquisite.
But, she has a penis. Before I joined the group and made their threesome a foursome, she showed me. Invited me to her home when Bobby was out, and stripped in front of me. I wasn't sure what was happening, but was stunned when she revealed that uncircumcised cock. She explained to me how she and Bobby had met and been instantly attracted to each other, how she stripped for him the same way, before they ever went on a date, and Bobby, straight guy that he was, fell for her anyway. They spent a year getting to know each other, sexually and otherwise, while falling deeply in love, with Bobby learning how to pitch and catch as Michaela already did. Around that time, Wendy learned the truth about her girlfriend and, after getting over the initial shock, joined with them in the triad. Actually, it was her idea. It worked for all of them. Wendy got two penises to play with, and Bobby and Michaela both got a pussy to fuck in addition to each other's mouth and bottom, and everybody loved everybody.
In those days, Wendy was still dating men outside of the group, and we eventually met. After a bit, she told me about the triad, but not about Michaela. I would just have to see for myself. Hearing about the group, I was excited, but after seeing Michaela expose herself, I wasn't so sure. Nevertheless, I figured I could always fuck Wendy, watch Bobby and Michaela do whatever they did with each other, and see how Michaela fucked pussy. It didn't take long, however, before Michaela was sucking my cock, teasing me into sucking hers, offering her beautiful ass for my pleasure, and eventually taking mine. It took a while longer for me to do the same things with Bobby.
Michaela had one more surprise in store for me that first year. When November came and the cold weather came in, she stopped shaving her body hair. All of it. All of it except her legs below the knee, "in case I have to wear a skirt somewhere, Colin," she told me. She grew hair on her butt, her thighs and in her armpits. Her pubic hair filled in on the sides and she grew a little strip up to her belly button. She took great pleasure in being a natural girl, and I found it quite exotic, although my preference has always been for well-groomed and shaved women like Wendy. Bobby, however, reveled in it, and he eagerly looked forward to the changing of the seasons when Michaela would go hairy, and again, in the spring, when the two of them would shave her smooth once more, save for her thick pubic bush kept in a box shape above her dick. She took absolute delight in the fact that Yakacık Escort she had more hair around her penis than her husband. I took it in stride, and learned to enjoy both the body hair coming and going as well as Bobby's exuberance about it as a comfortable rhythm of life.
After the accident, I was lost for a long time. Bobby and Michaela took care of me. They had me over for dinners, they cuddled with me on the sofa, and they took me to bed. They were grieving, too. We were three penises in a bed; our single vagina was lost. When my kids came home for vacations, I stayed home and pretended nothing unusual was happening. Then they would return to their lives, and I would return to Bobby and Michaela's bed. We would hug and kiss, suck each other, take each other's bottoms, rub cocks together, hard and soft, and bathe and masturbate each other in the shower or their large tub, finally falling asleep in a tangled heap in the big bed.
So, when my lovers walked into the bedroom, I was on top of the covers, playing with myself. I wasn't really masturbating, I was just fooling around, making it hard, then letting it go soft, over and over again. I guess I should say I have a big penis. It hangs down about seven when limp, and grows to ten and a half at a full erection. Wendy had gasped, "Oh, Colin!" when I first exposed it to her. She'd had big ones before, but not like mine. Not that I brag about it. Actually, it's kind of embarrassing. Lots of women would be scared when they first saw it, others jumped on it like a bargain at Nordstrom's, but then kind of treated me like a penis with a man incidentally attached. They would make jokes and innuendos when we were out and about, and I would wonder what, if anything, I really meant to them other than being a living dildo. Wendy, however, was respectful, the same as she expected a man to treat her, her large, imposing tits notwithstanding. She lavished love and attention on it, but didn't dwell on it to the exclusion of all else, and made me feel comfortable and desired. I did my best to give her the same, and we turned out to be an extremely happy couple, in bed and out.
Bobby and Michaela never made me feel awkward about it. I guess Michaela had probably experienced being treated as an object far beyond anything I might have endured. She did squeal once when she first saw it, but afterward always contained herself. Bobby was cool, even when, eventually, we fucked each other anally. His ass, of course, had long since been broken in, Michaela was getting mine used to penetration, and Bobby and I each just had to adjust to having a hairy man in our arms.
They undressed, climbed onto the bed on either side of me, cuddled up, and then Michaela took my hand from my penis and placed it on hers. Michaela's cock is slender, not huge, with a long uncut foreskin, and a stunning bush of chestnut brown pubic hair, shaved on the sides (it still being early fall) but thick in the middle, kind of a wide, hairy landing strip. I tugged on her erection, pulled her skin up and down over the head, and then she leaned in to give me a deep kiss. Bobby's penis is larger, though not as big as mine by a good bit, hairy but not as hairy as Michaela's, and I felt him pressing it against my ass crack as he snuggled up to my back and nuzzled my neck, being the big spoon to my little one. I let myself go to their love and ministrations, felt Michaela's mouth on my cock, then Bobby's tongue on my balls, and everything was all right again for a little while.
After oral and anal lovemaking, tender and sweet all around, Bobby and Michaela laid their heads on my chest, faces together, and we all drifted off to sleep.
In the morning, we got up to shower together, dressed and headed off in different directions to work. My son, Jared, would be home from college in a couple of days for a long weekend, and I needed to get some stuff together at my house for his arrival. Jared was a senior, and starting to think about graduation in the spring and life after school. After work, I hit the grocery store and stocked up on basic items and some things I knew he liked. Jared has started dropping hints that I should be thinking about dating again, but I'm just not ready. Of course, he doesn't know about my intimate relationship with Bobby and Michaela, who he's known all his life.
I cooked up a couple of items, took half over to Bobby and Michaela's and left the rest so there would be some "leftovers" in the fridge when Jared got home. When I got to their house, Michaela let me in. Bobby was out for the evening at a business function, so we decided to hang out in the big spa tub while we waited for him. Michaela sat on my lap in the hot water and I nuzzled the back of her neck. "Kayla," I said, using the pet name Bobby had used for her for years, and that we all used now, "you guys have been so good to me, I can't even tell you what it's meant. You know I'm going to have to be home for a few nights, and I'm going to miss the two of you."
Michaela replied, "We'll miss you, too. We love you, Colin. Yakacık Escort Bayan Don't even give it a second thought. You're family. We'll be here for you."
"You'll probably enjoy the private time," I said. "You should. I know I'm here all the time."
"Nonsense," she responded. "There's always room for you in the bed. You know, we miss Wendy, too. She was my best friend."
I knew. I'd heard the story lots of times. "Jared's pushing for me to start dating. I'm not sure how to handle it. I don't want to do anything that would change us."
"Tell him you've asked Aunt Kayla and Uncle Bobby to keep an eye out for someone to fix you up with. We actually will, and it'll make Jared happy. And, who knows, maybe one day we can be a foursome again." I gave her a squeeze, felt up and down her body, and held her penis, which was becoming erect. Well, so was mine.
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Jared arrived home late Friday night. On Saturday morning, he was making himself a PB