Threesome

We'd initially met through a party at a friend of a friend of mine. A bit of chatter in the kitchen that'd obviously made an impression as i'd ended up getting an invite back to hers and sleep very much wasn't on the agenda. She was a few years older than me, briefly married and now divorced and living alone. And very refreshingly not backwards in coming forwards in the bedroom and up for most things. Unfortunately we lived an hour and a bit's drive away from one another but tried to meet up most weekends.

The chatter one evening got onto previous experiences, people we knew and things we'd like to do. She'd spent a couple of years living abroad during holiday season and said that got quite entertaining. She explained she was mostly seeing this one guy at the time but shared digs with another British woman who went from fling to fling. She laughed about walking in on her friend a couple of times. I joked "did you get an invite?". She chuckled and said "actually once I did, but I politely declined and said no". She then qualified her remark "actually, I kind of wish I had but I was kind of into the guy I was seeing at the time". "Oh well, maybe another time" I remarked. "Well I did scratch one itch eventually" she teased. I took the bait offered, "go on". She continued "so, well, we had a girls night in once with an awful lot of ouzo and kind of got off with one another". My interest was secured, "kind of?". "Well OK, very much did." I digged a little deeper "details, details". She thought a little and then said "all a bit of a blur, we were kind of drunken playfighting and next thing you know we're snogging and then suddenly hands are here there and everywhere". I'm trying to tease every detail out now, "and?". "And... well, apparently i'm rather good at going down on a woman". Off the back of the revelations so far I circled back "so a threesome is still on your bucket list then?". She said "yes, although if I could only do it once it'd be me and two guys". I smirked "being greedy huh?", she grinned and said "oh absolutely". She then went on, "although I think a lot of guys are a bit hung up on that". Interested where this was going, I replied "maybe, I guess most guys obsess about 2 women". "Oh yes, I could see you were paying attention when I told you about my friend fling!". I laughed, "OK, guilty." She then went very directly "I think also guys are funny about another guy being on the scene, and also not being the centre of attention, which is fine as someone has to be I guess." She was definitely sounding me out I thought, and I was definitely processing this all. I teased "i'd like to think i'd be cool with that side", then threw in "besides, I feel like i'm quite attentive to your needs anyway." It kind of got left there for the moment. Although we later had sex and I had a couple of moments where I was surveying the scene and mentally picturing another person present.

We slept a good sleep and I was wondering in the morning whether to bring things up again when she did. "So that conversation last night". "What?" I innocently replied. "The one about others". "Oh OK, yeah, what about it?". "Well, what would you think if we tried to sort something." Internally I was thinking 'bloody hell', although the step into the unknown and pushing boundaries was alluring and my mind quickly moved onto practical matters. "So who?" I asked. I was up for it but was completely at a loss for who might else be. I don't recall "would you like to fuck my girlfriend with me?" ever coming up in conversation with mates. She pondered and then said "leave it with me". My lack of options left with me little choice. We went our separate ways a few hours later.

Midweek I got a phone call in the evening after work. We exchanged pleasantries and then she swiftly moved onto the point of the call. "So I think I've got someone lined up". I kind of skipped a beat at this point. "Oh really?". She continued "yeah, hes an old friend of mine from a while back". I paused and then said "OK, so when did you have in mind?". "How are you fixed for this weekend at mine?". I nonchalantly said "I guess i'm free then" whilst giddy with butterflies. She then added "look, I think you'll really get on. Get here early and we can all meet up and get a drink or something."

Saturday came I had an uneventful drive down, which is just as well as my mind was racing a bit. I was first to arrive and made myself comfy before another car passed by slowly and then eventually pulled up. I left her to answer the door and then he came into the lounge and introduced himself. I actually hadn't really thought about who was going to turn up but I was introduced to John. He was well presented, slightly shorter than me, slightly thinner build-wise and like her was few years older. We all just chatted for a bit about general stuff. All very pleasant and amusingly no mention from anyone about what was at least intending to unfold later that evening. We then all went about 15 minutes walk down the road to a nearby bar and again, talk was all about anything but what was ahead. My brain was still going 100mph and having to focus on not drinking too fast or too much.

We had a couple and then headed back. At this point things slowly started to switch towards the task at hand. She took herself away to the bathroom and he suddenly said to me "are you cool with all this?". I rather aloofly said "yeah sure, first time for everything right?". He replied "not my first, but its fun, don't get hung up on any contact". Before I could enquire further, she'd returned. In almost a repeat she addressed her both and asked "we all still up for this?". We replied together "oh yes". At that split second I almost expected clothes to suddenly start flying but it was a much slower burn than that. Instead she broke out a bottle of wine and glasses and then rummaged around under her telly and I was surprised but not surprised to find she'd got her own adult video stash.

I'll be honest and say I've seen much better, but it kind of worked as a transition. She'd plonked herself down on the sofa between us and was leaning into me. We were all a lot quieter now. We watched a couple of scenes unfold and she took herself off to the bathroom again. When she returned she stood in front of the sofa and reached out for my hand. I stood up and then she pulled me in and started kissing me very deeply. As I reached around and started grabbing at her arse I felt her hands slide down and start going at my belt. For all the video was a bit sex-by-numbers, that and the general anticipation meant I was half hard already. She slid to her knees and proceeded to take my cock in her mouth as she wrestled my jeans and pants down over my thighs. He looked on from the sofa as she feasted on me. I carefully tried to step myself out of the jeans that were now bunched around my ankles. She then broke off, stood up and kissed me again and then beckoned him from the sofa. She'd returned to her knees and then started on releasing him from his trousers. His cock emerged and I couldn't help but evaluate our relative merits. I probably had slightly more girth, he had the edge on length. Unlike me he was uncut. She slid his foreskin back before the tip vanished into her mouth. As his pants vanished down his leg then his balls hung lower than mine. I noticed we'd both shaven our balls clean, although he'd retained a little more of a mat of hair above his shaft (i'd not completely shaved but had trimmed down to almost nothing).

I watched on as she sucked him enthusiastically. I didn't know entirely what to expect and whether some sense of possessiveness would kick in but I was actually entirely OK with what I was seeing. I took a moment to slip my t-shirt over my head (I hate being half-undressed!) then had some weird internal conflict about when it was good to re-enter the fray. I advanced back on them and slipped a hand down her dress and started fondling one of her breasts inside her bra. Her head towards me and she immediately took me back into her mouth. He stepped away and also took the opportunity to fully undress. He came back in close and was slowly stroking his cock with his right hand. She then started to alternate between us, taking a couple of long sloppy sucks between switching attention. I was reaching down and starting to work on the back zipper of her dress. The shoulders slipped down her arm. She broke off and told us both to sit down on the couch. She stood in front of us with mischievous eyes and let the dress slip down before pulling it over her hips and letting it fall to the floor. At this point it became apparent she'd already removed her panties as she was stood before us with only her bra on. She kept that on as she returned to her knees and again started to go down on us both. When it was his turn I forced myself into the corner of the sofa a little so I could better turn and watch. I reached out with a hand to undo her bra. Looking up her body I could see her hips waving around a little.

Conscious of peaking too soon (the playful stroking of my cock between sticking it somewhere was becoming a really bad idea) I decided to turn my attention to her. As her head bobbed away enthusiastically on his cock, I slid off the sofa and started to play with her from behind. She was clearly having a good time given she was almost hot to touch. After gently running fingers through her wetness, I easily slid two digits inside her which was met by an appreciative hip push. I probed her for a while then started to eat her from behind. I then repositioned under her, pulling her hips down onto my face. Eventually she sat more upright over my face. He rose from the sofa and looking up she was now enthusiastically tonguing the base of his shaft and balls.

I'd set off with the intention of taking the licking all the way on her but she had other ideas. She was clearly in the zone and barked out she needed someone in her now and shuffled down and slid onto my cock. I decided that because there were two of us then pacing wasn't too much of an issue and proceeded to thrust as fast and as deep as I could, much to her appreciation. She was getting increasingly vocal as he stood away a little and watched. Eventually she slid off me and then down my body until she was on all fours with her mouth once again clamped around my cock and her hips invitingly waving in the air. He took the unspoken invitation and walked around behind. He gave his cock a few firm strokes before kneeling and then slowly slipping himself into her. She broke off sucking me briefly as he entered, looked up and gave me the dirtiest smile before resuming. Muffled groans of pleasure could be heard as he slid in and out of her.

A pattern then emerged where everyone wanted to keep things on a high for as long as possible. It almost became a tick list of configurations and combinations. Sometimes one fucked her as the other watched. Sometimes one in her mouth and one in her pussy. On her back, her on top, reverse cowgirl, doggy, plain old missionary and some fingerbanging. I was really having a hard time not blowing my load and I was dribbling precum like crazy. I wasn't sure how this ended, then it turned out she had a very clear idea. A brief pause in hostilities broke out and she told us in no uncertain terms she wanted to finish with him in her pussy and me in her ass. She was one of that rare breed who are quite partial to anal so I guess this shouldn't have come as any surprise (and explained why her bottle of lube was on the scene). She straddled him and then I positioned myself after moving his legs around to make enough space. I dribbled a generous amount of lube into her arse crack and worked it into her hole with a finger. Normally she would back onto me at her own pace so I went slowly knowing I was doing most of the job this time around. I briefly amused myself with her reaching back with one hand giving me stop/go signals as I slowly pushed through the resistance and then sank into her hole. The first few thrusts were similarly slow affairs until she was comfortable with me inside her bum. Then everything was good to go and we both started tentatively thrusting.

Things predictably didn't go entirely smoothly at first with both of us having 'pop out' moments. Although i'd clearly got comfy with the surroundings as i'd even guided him back in on one occasion. I was also rather enjoying the new sensation of feeling him thrusting against me inside her. She was clearly enjoying things too as she was now very vocal and filling the air with enthusiastically delivered expletives. Things were definitely building for me and I wasn't going to hold off much longer. I leant over her and said just 'where?' and she sharply retorted 'inside, both of you, fucking hell, yes'. A couple of beads of sweat off my forehead dripped onto her back as I started to lengthen and deepen my strokes. I let out some breathless groans of my own as the point of no return rapidly approached. She yelped a little as I buried myself deep just as I (well it certainly felt like it) absolutely emptied myself inside her arsehole. I nearly lost balance a bit as I did so, and her groans suggested she felt every bit coming out of me.

I took a moment and gently slid out of her and onto my haunches. This allowed him to go at her with abandon to get himself over the line. I had a front row seat to see him thrusting in and out of her, her arse cheeks bouncing with the impact of his upper thighs. As he was quickening I could even see a few beads of my own cum starting to dribble out of her and onto his scrotum. His last few strokes with long and deliberate and I could make out the pulses in his shaft as he came.

Then it stopped. She lingered for a few moments and then slid herself off his shaft. A steady dribble of cum fell from her onto him. She rolled off him onto her back, spent but laughing and then simply uttered 'fuuuuck'.

She eventually regained use of her legs and then emerged from the kitchen with some drinks. He'd rather thoughtfully but unexpectedly brought some weed that got passed around as we were slumped around recovering. I kind of assumed that was it but then things took slowly something of an unexpected turn.

I turned to her and asked her how it was and rather than the expected short answer she gave quite a deep review. She commented on how she wanted to suck us both off until we came but then thought better of it because she want any time lost to 'recovery'. She then said I was precumming so much at one point she thought I had come for a moment. She was especially detailed about how when we were both inside her and how it was a feeling very hard to describe, then quipped she really wanted a third cock for her mouth at one point! He then asked her if she'd change anything, and she paused, looked at us both and then said nothing and looked away. I pushed the matter, "go on". "Actually", and another long a pause, "I.... well". "Out with it!" he hollered. "OK, so, I really wanted to see you two get off... with each other".

I took a long pull on the spliff that circulating and said "well I wasn't expecting that". Then John picked up the conversation, "so you know how I said earlier this wasn't my first group thing? well that was a MMF too but went a little differently". He then went on to explain, and boy does he tell a good story. And the fundamental problem with being completely naked listening to a very good story about John and a rather broadminded married couple is you can't hide your reactions to it very well. As he was regaling his escapades then she was watching my face and my slowly stirring groin. She sidled closer to me and whispered in my ear as she simultaneously ran a finger along my penis "I SO want to watch you both". I tentatively asked "so what do you have in mind exactly?". He shrugged and said "see how it goes?". I nodded, her face lit up in glee. Then she slid herself away a little and he filled the void closer alongside me.

I had no idea how this was going to go, or even if I was going to freak out. I'd had occasional fantasies and a little one-off youthful 'exploration' but that was about the extent of my same-sex experience and the nerves I felt suggested that little previous counted for little. I was sat against a chair and he was alongside and the first contact was his hand on my lower thigh. Slowly it moved up and slightly opened my legs as it reached my crotch. He was looking me in the eyes as his hand encircled my shaft and he started to stroke my stiffening cock. I started to relax a little and he looked down and then back into my eyes before smiling. He then simply said 'may I?' and I assumed what was coming next as I nodded. Sure enough he slid down and all of a sudden John had a mouthful of my cock. And bloody hell, was he good at it. By this point she was on the sofa with a good vantage with her eyes on stalks and a hand absentmindedly toying between her legs with the other hand clawing at one of her tits.

John had repositioned around to between my legs and was very much of the deep school of oral. I was enjoying it whilst also slightly pondering that I hoped I didn't have to reciprocate in identical fashion as my very limited previous had taught me I don't have a naturally great gag reflex. I let him go at it for a while longer before I eventually summoned up the courage to make a move myself. By the time i'd got in position he was already fully hard. I started off with my hand, slowly working his foreskin back and forth. I then started to explore the head with my tongue. I occasionally took it in my mouth but not as far as he did to me. The tongue action then extended along the back of his shaft and to his balls. I got a bit of a rhythm going and the sighs and groans suggested this was going down well. I'd almost forgot she was still in the room until I clocked again some appreciative stares.

I kept going until I heard John's voice enquire "are you up for fucking?". Lost in the moment I hadn't really given that part any thought by that stage. He added "you can do me if you like", I nodded. He grabbed the bottle of lube that was out earlier. Then he started gathering cushions and said "I like it on my back". He stacked some on the floor and then positioned himself with them under his lower back. He squirted some lube out into his hand and handed me the bottle before rubbing it between his cheeks. "use generously" he said as I took the bottle. As I tried to position myself he pulled his legs back and he asked 'slowly'. I took a deep breath and then slid off him at the first couple of attempts. I reset and guided myself nearer the tip and finally felt myself pushing into him. I inched in and whilst he closed is eyes as I went, he didn't stop me. I very slowly thrust a couple of times and he nodded in an 'OK' fashion. I took this as permission to begin and he looked back at me as I started to grind a rhythm. Then he started to stroke his cock as I went.

Our spectator was now quietly moaning and had two fingers inside herself and was trying to introduce a third. I'd introduced a little more lube to proceedings and was now going a little harder and faster. I could hear my balls gently slapping away against his skin. After a bit he said "sorry, my legs are going to sleep" and I pulled out. He briefly stretched out then went onto all fours and ushered me to go in again. I took the opportunity for more lube and then took a punt on going on my haunches and hoping I didn't start cramping. The change of angle was mutually appreciated and I started getting rather brave and was properly slamming away. We were all getting to various levels of noisy and I was starting to feel myself getting closer. As I approached the cliff edge I pulled out and shot long ropes all over his back, before sitting back and uttering 'oh my god'. He lay there with his face against the ground getting his breath back.

At this point she had taken closer attendance, i'd heard her make herself cum hard as i'd also neared the end. She enthusiastically cleaned up the mess on John's back with her tongue, then I got a deep kiss which was slightly sticky from some of me that smeared along her cheek during her 'clean up'. John had rolled onto his side and was noticeably red from the shoulders upwards. "Someone else needs to finish" she remarked and then positioned herself against the base of the sofa. He took the cue and walked over and started to stroke himself whilst stood over. I walked over and, having grabbed the bottle, gave a well lubricated helping hand. He then gestured for me to join her on the floor and I was feeling sufficiently filthy that it was an easy offer to accept. He was stood over both of us and his fist was now a blur. A rising warning of "yes... yes... yes..." rung out, then a pause and a tight grip and then the first plentiful spurt shot out across her face and partly into her open mouth. The second was squarely aimed at me and shot across my cheek and chest. He then aimed several more at us alternately. Once his hand released she lurched forward to clean up the tip. He then offered his now-softening member in my direction, that I accepted. She then deep-kissed me again. I could taste him in her mouth and I felt deliciously alive.