Our Threesome

My hand started at her knees. Slowly I caressed her inner thigh up to her crotch. Instead of her panties, my fingers encountered her hairless pussy. She had taken her panties off before in that restaurant; often right at the table. Her lower lips were already slightly parted.

Next she put her arms around Skip's neck and gave him a strong kiss. Although I couldn't hear what she whispered in his ear, I knew that his hand would be traveling up her other leg. I moved my hand away from her pussy lips to give his hand an opportunity to caress her slit too. My dick had begun to grow when I touched her pussy, but when his hand replaced mine, my cock swelled. When their lips parted, she put both of her hands under the table. Her finger touched my zipper. I opened my fly and extracted my stiff cock. From his actions I saw Skip was doing the same thing.

Her fingertips traced the rim of my glans. Know from experience that I would soon be shooting my wad, I placed my napkin over her hand. He mimicked my act. Kelli smiled radiantly as she stroked him and me. Her gaze shifted back and forth between us. Meanwhile, his hand and mine played with her pussy lips and her clit. After a few minutes, I was approaching the point of no return. My breathing became deeper and faster as did his. I concentrated on letting him shoot first. After all, he was our guest, and guests should get the first shot. Suddenly he pulled her face to his with both hands and crushed her mouth to his. Somehow I managed to remain silent as my seed soaked the napkin. The moment he released her, she pressed her lips to mine. Her entire body shuddered as Skip and I repaid her with her own orgasm.

"Well, boys," Kelli said when she could speak again, "I think it's time to take care of the check."

We had a brief argument over who should pick up the tab. Skip kept insisting, so I let him win.

When we got outside, we had to decide if Kelli would ride with him or me. I was willing to let her go with him. We were only going the three miles to our house. I felt confident he wouldn't try to kidnap her. He was adamant that she, as my wife, should ride with me. Again he prevailed.

Kelli was smiling from ear to ear as we drove home. I couldn't remember seeing her so radiant since our wedding day, or so happy. She rested her head on my shoulder as we drove home. When I parked in the driveway and switched the engine off, she put her arms around my shoulders and kissed me again. "I love you," she whispered. I traced a line up her inner thigh with my fingertips to her still swollen pussy lips. "Are you trying to get me to tell Skip to leave?"

"Just making sure you're ready."

"Are you ready? We can still change our minds."

I hesitated a moment, then said, "Yes. Yes, I'm ready." I smiled as I spoke. I was about to watch my wife fuck another man, and I was happy. I don't know why, but I was.

Inside the house, Skip and I took off our jackets and ties immediately. I took them to the closet as he and Kelli sat down on the sofa and started making out. When I returned, his cock was sticking out of his pants. She was stroking it while he fingered her clit. I thought I should have been enraged by that scene. Instead I found it arousing. My dick was getting longer and harder as her breathing became deeper and faster. Sharp breaths became gasps and pants. Her body began to vibrate. She made no attempt to stifle herself. Her moans grew louder and louder until she screamed in the throes of a powerful orgasm.

When she ceased trembling, her eyes locked onto mine and drew me to her. She unbuckled my belt, opened my zipper, and unhooked the waist band. Pulling my pants and shorts down together, she released my stiff prick from its confines. Within seconds she had divested me of all garments from the waist down while I took off my shirt. Starting at the tip, she kissed the full length of my six inches down to my pubic bone. One by one she took my balls into her mouth and gently massaged them with her tongue, a maneuver that generally sent my seed flying. That time I was able to hold back, although my meat couldn't possibly get any harder.

While Kelli had been gobbling my meat, Skip had undressed. With him fully nude, I could see his shaft was a couple inches longer than mine and another half inch around. I knew she would enjoy having that rod in her again after all those years. Briefly I wondered if she'd want me again after she had finished with him. Would I still be big enough to please her? My doubt quickly changed to a sincere desire to see her pleasure herself with his cock. I was eager to see if she could take the whole thing into her cunt.

Skip reached between her and me and unbuttoned her blouse. Her 36D boobs in a sheer black bra were a delightful vision to behold. Her solid nipples pressed against the smoky fabric. He quickly unhooked it, and she tossed it aside. Without releasing my left nut from her mouth, she unhooked the waistband of her skirt and drew the zipper down. When she finished with my nut sac, she stood up letting her skirt drop to her ankles. She put her arms around my neck, and I picked her up. I had carried her down the hall to the bedroom many times before with my dick pointing the way. This time I felt self-conscious about it until I noticed Skip's meat was jutting straight ahead too. I suppressed the temptation to giggle at the ludicrous sight we made.

I placed Kelli in the center of the bed and stretched out on her right side while Skip laid down on her left. Her arms stayed on my neck and drew my lips to hers. My right hand caressed her right breast while Skip kissed the left one. When our lips parted, her eyes met mine. "I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," she whispered back. "Are you sure you want to do it?" I nodded my head.

Her breathing showed the effect Skip was having on her. He drew her left breast into his mouth and traced the nipple with his tongue. I rolled her other one between my fingers. She rarely climaxes from breast manipulation alone. She stared intently into my eyes as her breath came in short gasps. Suddenly she grabbed my hair and crushed my mouth to hers as she vibrated with another powerful orgasm. When her trembling stopped, she gazed into my eyes again, then turned to kiss Skip.

My mouth went to her right breast. I placed four circle of kisses around it, each one closer to the nipple than the last, until I was kissing the edge of the areolae. She gasped when I pressed on the nipple with my lips. Her ribs were my next target. Each one on her right side received a kiss. When Skip realized what I was doing and saw how Kelli enjoyed it, he started working on her left. I skipped over her flat tummy and planted my face between her legs. The sweet aroma of her nectar was irresistible. Eagerly my tongue sought her rigid clit. When I brushed past it, her thighs clamped between her pubes and her right thigh. Again my head was immobilized. The left crease was next with the same reaction.

"Fuck me," I heard her muffled voice plead. I looked up and saw her mouth filled with Skip's tool. I scampered to my knees and aimed my cock at her pussy. She took me in hand and led me to her dripping tunnel. With one smooth rapid thrust, I was completely inside her. She took him out of her mouth and stroked him by hand while I pumped her as rapidly as I could. Her legs were wrapped around my bottom. After a minute she released Skip's dick and gripped my back with both hands. We synchronized our thrusting against each other. Breathing became close to impossible as I reached my preorgasmic peak. The only sensations I were aware of were in my loins. My nut sac tightened as did her pussy muscles. My first contraction shot a huge wad through my shaft into her womb. Her cunt squeezed me rhythmically. She dug her nails into my back, but I felt nothing but the pleasure emanating from my groin. More of my seed followed the first. Her tunnel molded itself around me and attempted to immobilize me. She was so wet from her climaxes before I entered her that she couldn't hold me. Instead I was forced out of her cunt. My final ejaculation landed on the sheet.

A minute passed before I found the strength to raise myself up on my elbows to kiss her. Skip was ready to take my place. His large cock was solid and prepared to get to work. After the most powerful orgasm of my life, I wasn't eager to have him replace me inside my wife, but I had agreed to it. To my amazement, he began lapping up my cream as it oozed from her cunt. I had heard of men who ate sperm from women's pussies, but I had never seen it before, either in pictures or movies or in person. Kelli loved to swallow mine when she sucked me off. I supposed the difference between men and women swallowing it was mostly psychological. The taste would be the same for either gender. I was intrigued by the idea of Skip going after my spunk as though it was a delicacy. After watching them for a couple minutes, I decided it was a harmless activity and went to the bathroom to wash up.

I came out of the bathroom in time to see Kelli guiding Skip's huge dick to her pussy. Carefully he slid it into her until he could go no further. There were a couple inches of his meat that would not fit inside. My cock sprang back to life as he touched bottom. "I forgot how nice a big one felt," she sighed. "I haven't been with anyone but Ron since we started dating."

"How does it feel to have a real man inside you?" he said with a sarcastic smirk.

"Aren't you full of yourself. Your bigger size fills me more, but Ron fills me up very nicely. He touches my cervix when he's all the way in. He does get all of himself in, unlike someone who still has a couple inches out in the cold air. He happens to be a fabulous lover. Unless you've learned some things over the past decade, he's got the Skip I remember beat."

They had been maintaining eye contact and hadn't seen me enter the room, so they didn't know I'd heard their conversation. I no longer felt threatened by him. She could have him or any other man whenever she felt like getting some extra cock. I knew then what he meant by totally trusting her.

She smiled as he moved his pecker slowly into and out of her cunt. The smile was not one of love, but one of physical enjoyment. Their lips met gently as they moved their hips in unison. His tongue probed her mouth while his prick plumbed the depths of her pussy. The sight of their union stiffened my cock. My breathing slowed, as did theirs. "Linda appears to have trained you well," she whispered. His thrusts were long and slow, pulling almost completely out of her before sliding back in. Little by little he got further into her until he was burying himself completely with each stroke. He let her set the pace. Only when she increased her tempo did he increase his.

I stood in the bathroom doorway mesmerized by their passions. Unconsciously I began stroking myself in time with their movements. My only concern was whether he could give her as strong an orgasm as I had. I wanted her to enjoy his thick dick. Her nipples were rigid with excitement. Their hips moved faster, and so did my hand. Kelli glanced in my direction. When she saw me, she smiled again, but did not break her rhythm with Skip. As their pace picked up, his balls began slapping her ass. Her legs were wrapped around his waist giving me an unobstructed view of his massive member flying in and out of her dripping cavern. Their gasps and pants drove me into further frenzy, and my hand pumped my shaft as rapidly as possible. Suddenly he buried himself completely inside her and froze with his back arched. His nuts jerked as he pumped his seed into her womb. Just as my own balls contracted, I realized I had nothing to shoot my cum into. It flew halfway to the bed before landing on the carpet. I had to lean against the bathroom door jamb to keep my balance. Kelli's fingernails dug into Skip's back and drew blood.

As my breathing returned to normal, I saw Kelli beckoning me to her side. I went to her, and she reached up her arms. I bent over to kiss her while she hugged me. Skip had raised up on his arms to give me room to embrace Kelli while he still had his cock inside her. She and I whispered "I love you" a couple times, then I moved back so she could kiss him. Her eyes widened when their lips parted. "You're still hard," she said to him in amazement.

"Like you said," he replied, "Linda trained me well."

"I'm not passing up a chance like this," she said. "Roll over on your back. Ron, there's a tube of lubricant in my nightstand. Get it." I did as she instructed while they rotated on the bed.

She sat upright on his shaft and straddled his hips. Placing her hands on his chest for support, she jerked her hips back and forth bringing her passions back up. She cried out as she experienced another strong orgasm. Her contractions forced some of his semen out of her tunnel.

"Okay, Ron," she said, "smear some of the lube around my asshole and push your finger inside it. Make me nice and slippery. I uncapped the tube and squeezed some of the jelly onto my fingertips. I had to bend over to see her anus so I'd know where to put the stuff. I was surprised by the resistance I had to overcome to get my finger inside her bottom. I didn't believe my cock, which was much bigger than my finger, would fit in that orifice. "Now grease up your cock." I probably applied too much, but I wanted to be certain I would be sufficiently lubricated to avoid hurting her. She leaned forward over Skip. The sight of his meat in her cunt made me even harder. I placed the tip of my boner against her puckered opening and adjusted my position to give me the necessary leverage for the assault on her butt. When I pushed against her, nothing happened at first. Her anal muscle then relaxed, and my first inch slipped inside. I paused a moment, then pushed again. She was so tight back there I felt that her pussy would never be adequate again. A couple more shoves and I was completely encased by her fanny. My nuts slapped against Skip's. The membranes between her rectum and her vagina were so thin I could feel his dick with mine. I don't know which aroused me more, the feel of his cock or her tightness.

I pulled out a bit and pushed back in. Movement was much easier than I expected. I tried another stroke. That time Skip moved in unison with me. I gasped with excitement. Kelli sighed with pleasure. The three of us fell into a slow easy rhythm. She kept moaning "Ooohh" while he and I thrusted slowly into and out of her. Listening to her breathing rate, I slowly increased my pace as her passions grew. Skip followed my lead. It wasn't long before we three were screaming with delight. His cock bouncing against mine through the thin divider was intensely erotic. He came first pouring more of his seed into her womb. My orgasm was triggered by his jerking member. Kelli rode hers on top of mine squeezing my shaft so tightly I doubted my jism would pass through into her ass. I did, indeed, flood her insides with my burning fluid.

A few minutes passed before I could get up. My cock had wilted and popped out of her arse. Kelli was unsteady when she stood up. I had to hold her until she regained her balance. Skip fell asleep where he was. She and I went to the guest bedroom and collapsed on the bed.

The next thing I knew the sun was up, and I was alone on the bed. There was dried cum on the bedspread beside me where Kelli had slept. My genitals had dried spunk on them. I went down the hall toward the bathroom. As I passed the master bedroom, I heard Kelli moaning with sexual ecstasy. I paused a moment to listen, then continued to the bathroom to shower. When I finished, they were still going strong. I considered joining them but decided against it. Why not let her enjoy herself with him while she could? He would be leaving in an hour, and she'd probably never see him again. I pulled my pants on and went to the kitchen to fix breakfast.

A couple weeks later I came home to find Kelli working with a home pregnancy test. "I'm late," she said as I kissed her cheek. "It's the first time since I've been using the IUD. I thought I should check." An hour later the test was done. It was positive.

I didn't know if we should be elated or depressed. We had planned to wait another year to have our first child. It wasn't that we couldn't afford a baby; we would have been better with another year's savings in the bank. We definitely wanted to be parents. It was a matter of timing. She could still work for another six or eight months, so everything was academic. She made an appointment with her doctor to follow up with another test to confirm the over-the-counter test kit.

The doctor's test was also positive. When we left his office, Kelli was elated. When we got into the car, she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. "You're going to be a great daddy," she squealed with delight.

"I hope so," I said somberly.

She froze for a moment. "What's the matter?"

"I hope I'm the father."

"What do you mean? Of course you are."

"It could be Skip's."

She slumped in her seat. "I guess it's possible."

"I guess it's highly possible. True, I had you first that night, but he dove in right after me and sucked my sperm out and replaced it with three loads of his own. You didn't clean up until after he left."

"On the other hand, I could already have been knocked up. We made love that morning before we went to work as well as the night before."

"What do we do? You know how your parents are, and mine are just like them."

"I hope you're not suggesting an abortion." Her voice was rising. "You know how I feel about that. I'm not murdering my baby for you or anyone else. Our parents can just cope. I'm having this child, and that's final! I don't care which of you is the father! If you can't deal with it, you know where the door is!"

Who should I be beating the crap out of. Kelli is not someone you can argue with, and I love her too much to leave her. We'll have to wait another eight months to find out if the baby is white.