Well, if you read Part I and II, you might have been bored, but I needed to start where it truely began for me.

After what we had experienced, my buddy and I felt ready for a deeper relationship with another couple perhaps and went on a search. One evening we had decided to attend one of the swinger parties in S.M. mainly for curiosity. Most attendees were not to our liking and we merely enjoyed each others company and people watching. After a while we decided to go to the bar and get a better view. As we stood there another couple arrived, appearing both in our age group and of interest personally. They appeared as curious as ourselves and we quickly stroke up a conversation getting to know a bit more about each other.

They devulged that in fact they were not coupled, but knew each other from work and merely decided on a venture for entertainment purposes. Neither had expected to meet anyone of interest. Unfortunately only one appeared to be interested in one of us and made it clear it was only a one on one interest. Too bad, they were both cute too and I had almost seen my first real girl experience come true. My buddy and I had an agreement that we'd play together or not at all for the time being, so turning down the single advance was not a question to either of us.

Slightly dissapointed we went back on our quest on the net and shortly found just what we had wanted, a cute and interesting couple. We engaged in communications, quickly built enough trust and decided to meet up at a local restaurant. All four of us seemed to enjoy the encounter and decided on additional outings.

After a few "dates" we still didn't seem to have agreed on any other scenarios and the friendship quickly appeared to cool off. What was left was mainly the husband and myself staying in touch. Occasionally his wife would also chat with me and they invited me over to their house. During a couple of conversations it became clear that both of them were bi-sexual and enjoyed each other as much as their same sex partners.

The concept alone was new to me and warranted exploration. We continued to go out every so often and here the first true encounter came about as follows: My new friends have invited me over as they had in the past and I have been getting more comfortable with them each time we met.

Alone the idea of what might become of this relationship has been bringing all sorts of thoughts and fantasies to my night time hours. The first time I had visited their home, they had just invited me over for movies and wine. I was so nervous and not sure what to expect that I sat on the couch while the two of them shared their loveseat. The movie was a little scary and most of the time I wondered what it might be like to share the couch with them, snuggle up close and be sandwiched between them.

That first night I drove home and started wondering what might have been.

I could easily imagine myself with him and even though the idea of getting closer with her as well enticed me very much, I simply could not get a feel for what it might be like or how she felt about me. More exploring was needed.

The next time we met out for dinner and some games of pool with my best friend.

We had fun and went our own ways.

I so much would have loved to go home with them and see where it could lead.

He later mentioned that they had wanted to take me home as well. I wish they had asked before the evening had ended. So we said: another time.

I went to visit them once more for movies and wine and it was rather late, all of us were tired and barely staying awake throughout the movie. At the question if I would stay the night I said yes. I was too tired for the rather long ride home and the wine could have made it dangerous. I declined to climb into bed with them both at the time. I am certain they are not aware of my strong feelings and I am not sure how that would have turned out.

I just simply can not picture it.

I sleep in the nude and that could have been awkward.

I am very much attracted to them and have not had enough attention as of late in addition to that. Sleep would have been the furthest on my mind, but it seemed they were both tired and I would have liked their full attention as well as give all of mine. So, instead he got me situated in the spare bedroom and gave me such a great good night hug and peck on the cheek I was tempted to reciprocate with more then a good night hug. Timing is everything and so I tried to go to sleep.

My mind was way too occupied at the idea of sleeping in their home this close by. As I had drifted off, my mind was barely aware of the person sneaking nearly soundless through the door and slowly getting into bed with me. I did not awake fully but my body was aware of the tender touch it was experiencing and it reacted as it always does, especially after months of deprivation.

I felt my body aching for more, my back arching, my legs rubbing against each other, my nipples getting hard under the tender touch.

I could hear a moan, not recognizing my own voice, and felt myself turn on my back to open my legs and allow access to my soft, hot and wet softness.

The attention deprivation made me react so strong to the touch that I could nearly feel myself get ready to attack whoever was in bed next to me.

I hear myself whisper: kiss me, kiss me please.

Promptly answered with soft cool lips meeting mine followed by an exploring tongue entering my mouth. Wow, the touch all over together with the kiss made me explode nearly instantly with unusual intensity. My mind immediately drifted back to nearly deep sleep right after, still mumbling: that was so nice, thank you. I woke in the morning, wondering if it was a dream or not and who might have been in bed with me. I had not felt either of their touch or kiss before and could not have told the difference. I woke rather later then anticipated, but with the house still quiet I got dressed and left to get back home. So, now I wonder.and now I want to know what it feels like..

Enjoy all life has to offer, never hinder someone else's enjoyment, but try to enhance it as well.