Betty, Bill and Richard 07 (Put your money where your mouth is part 3) Teen bisex M-M-F July, 2020
My name is Richard.
Between school and swim team, Betty, Bill and I hadn't enjoyed the free time we'd had in the summer, and our explorations had been slowed to a crawl.
We'd made time after school a few nights in the first half of November to pick up where we'd been.
On four different days after school over a period of about a week, Bill and I had performed oral sex on Betty, and then us boys had given each other blowjobs.
Halloween was behind us and Thanksgiving was coming at us quickly. Bill and I were on swim team and it seemed like competitions were taking all of our weekends, and we had family vacations to worry about, too. The lazy summer days when we started our sexual explorations now seemed like a dream.
None of us three were in a hurry for "real" sex, straight or gay. We had just turned fifteen and that was a scary prospect, but we had a couple things we wanted to experience before the year ended, or rather us two boys wanted to experience something from Betty.
The story last stopped on a Wednesday after I'd given Bill a blowjob, returning a favor I'd gotten the day before.
Thursday was busy; I don't remember if it was swim team or something else, it was a couple of years ago.
On Friday we just all three masturbated together; we didn't want to do half a thing and be left hanging over the weekend.
Monday after school we went to Bill's house together, kicked our shoes off at the door and went to Bill's room. The three of us made out and felt each other's chests. Bill said, "Betty, are you ready to give one of us a blowjob? Richard and I have done it, and we've toungued you to orgasm."
Betty tried to be coy, without success. "Well, I've given it some thought", and she cracked a grin. She continued "Richard, you sit up on the bed. I'll take care of you tomorrow. Bill, since you were brave enough to ask, lay on your back with your head on Richard's chest."
My turn, "Bill, my dick is going to be poking you in the back but I don't think we can do anything about it."
Bill sat up and squeezed my cock for a second before laying back down, "I'll manage", he smiled.
I'm afraid that sitting back and watching I don't have a lot to tell, since this was a case of Betty blowing Bill while I played the part of his pillow.
Betty only held his dick for few seconds, looked at it and put the head in her mouth. He was mostly soft when she started but she had him erect in a minute. It was clear that she'd watched Bill and I performing oral sex on each other the previous week and had learned from us. All I could do was hold Bill with his head on my chest and my feet along his knees. I felt his invoulantary reactions to Betty's good work and felt his moans inside his gut. I don't think many guys have held a man while somebody else gave him a blowjob, so I think I was experiencing something rare.
In about fifteen minutes his breathing was picked up and Betty was getting him in almost to the back of her throat. Bill surprised both of us by saying the word, "Question?"
Betty pulled her mouth off, held his dick against the side of her cheek and said, "yes?"
"Are you gonna try to swallow, or should I warn you so that you can pull off?", Bill asked.
"Let's see how much I can swallow!", she smiled, and went back to work.
At this point I used my feet and toes to lightly caress his legs at the knees, used my hands on his nipples and gave a kiss to the back of his head, so I felt like I was doing something. He made a noise indicating that he liked that. In about five minutes his hips were moving and his breathing was really quick.
Betty pulled off till just the head was in her mouth, worked really intensely on his head with her lips and tongue, then plunged in as far as she could go. I just held Bill tightly in my arms as his hands grabbed my ankles like they were chair arms. Bill said the word, "Now", as if in the middle of a normal conversation, and then made a yelling noise as he came.
I watched Betty as her eyes popped wide open and she backed off to just keep the head in, like Bill and I had done earlier to take each other's loads. She did a good job and there was a bit of dribble out of her mouth as she sat up. After a few seconds her hand let go of Bill's dick.
Bill let out a deflated sigh and relaxed. Betty walked up and kissed him, feeding him some of his come, and then she kissed me and did the same. Bill and I had done this, too; it was becoming a tradition between us three.
We got cleaned up and dressed and went into the kichen. Betty and I started on homework, but Bill got himself an orange juice and just sat at the table acting exhausted.
The next day was Tuesday, and after school Bill sat up in the bed, I rested my head on his chest, and Betty gave me a blowjob. It felt mostly the same as the one I'd gotten from Bill a week earlier, and what we accomplished was this: over the previous six months we'd all really gotten good at kissing and making out, we'd all felt each other up, we'd all brought each other off with our hands and we'd all given and recieved oral sex with each other.
The rest of the year was toast; Thanksgiving, parents home from work, vacations, relatives, Christmas, and absolutely no time for the three of us to be alone, but up to that point we'd been fantastically lucky and the experiences were precious.
The thing we didn't feel ready for was penetrative sex. First of all we were only fifteen. Second of all it seemed that it would hurt. Third was that if we were reckless Betty could end up pregnant. All that had been pretty scary last summer, though Bill hinted that he had some ideas to "protect us"; I wanted some detail before trying anyting.
Right now I had another concern: I'd loved Bill and Betty as friends since we were about seven or eight, but now I was feeling grown-up, deep love for them and we didn't even seem to have time to talk about it.
That's the frame of mind I was in going into Thanksgiving when I was fifteen, and it was kind of heavy. I was about to be surrounded by relatives, so I locked my experiences and feelings into a spot in the back of my mind and put up with dreary weather and holiday gatherings till at least January 2nd.
Maybe there would be an early spring.