There isn't a door directly across from mine in my apartment complex. This is occasionally very useful. In the past I've answered the door naked, or had my girlfriend do it. This time, we were both going to do it.
I'd joked that we should be facing away from the door, to give our guest an appropriate view, but that was a bit too...submissive even for us, even now, waiting for a strange cock to come have its way with us.
So, instead, we waited, arms around each other, after we'd buzzed him in, caught between wanting to stare at each other, and wanting to watch the door for the moment it would open.
He knocked. "Come in!" I said, glad that my voice didn't crack.
He opened the door, and his face immediately broke into a smile. "I see you're ready..." His eyes moved up and down our bodies, and we gave him the same frank look. He wasn't Tom of Finland material, but he did have the classic San Francisco leatherman look, a little beefy, short beard, and some very amused eyes.
It wasn't until he'd had his fill that he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Once that was done, he came even closer, his hand moving between my girlfriend's legs, and reaching to stroke my cock. There was nothing shy about this man.
"Already wet..." and my girlfriend staggered a bit, jaw slackening just a hair at his touch; clearly, he knew what we were doing. "And you too..." I hadn't toweled off my cock, so it still was just a little slick with the lube we used.
"When you wrote, I was in her ass...." He laughed at that, a gleeful sound. "And you stopped just for me? How sweet. Turn around, and let me feel those asses..."
I had to let go of her to do it, and it wasn't easy to do; we'd come this far together, but somehow the contact was still important to me. I wasn't going to disobey an order like that, though, and we both turned, catching each other's eyes when we were done.
I felt his hand move roughly over my ass, before he slid two fingers into the crack, as if pushing me open. One finger rested just against my asshole, teasing..."Oh, we're going to have to get you lubed up...." and then a little gasp from next to me..."But not you."
His hand moved away from me, and I couldn't tell what he was doing --until I heard the sound of a belt unbuckling, and felt his denimed leg brushing against my thigh for a moment. "First, though, I think you should both get me hard."
I turned around, and he was stepping out of his boots, toe against heel to kick them off, his pants already down around his calves and his cock starting to harden. WIthout having to talk to each other, we got down to our knees...
(More coming later. )