Wifes First Mfm Threesome

The chill night air was refreshing as my wife Stephanie and I stumbled out of the bar. My right arm was tight around her back, hooked under her armpit to help her maintain her balance. At 5 feet tall and weighing 100 pounds, Stephanie was a petite woman, basically half my weight and a foot shorter, which made the fact that she had pretty much kept up drink-for-drink all the more impressive. I think it was probably that last Jack-and-coke that tipped her over the edge. She was also 10 years younger than me, so maybe she had that more youthful tolerance.

"Let me help," said Brian, as he bent down and draped my wife's arm around his shoulder.

Brian was a local. Turns out he was the younger brother of an old friend of my wife. It wasn't clear to me what kind of a friend Brian's older brother was, but I suspected that she had been fucking him at some point.

We'd spent the evening at the local dive bar, a favorite of Stephanie's from 15 years back. She knew of Brian, but didn't know him. Back then he would have been in middle school. They'd struck up conversation at the bar and quickly realized she knew his brother. I didn't have much in common with him given my wife is 36, me being 47 and Brian couldn't have been more than his mid-20s.

We played pool as the drinks flowed. Each time it was my wife's turn to take a shot, I watched Brian strategically position himself behind her, initially attempting to be subtle as he took in eyefuls of her ass as she bent over, but as the drinks flowed and the evening progressed, he became more obvious.

Stephanie was wearing a pretty short skirt that rode up as she leaned across the table, her ass cheeks peaking out from below the hem. At one point Brian was standing a bit close as Stephanie positioned herself to take a corner shot. She wiggled her ass backwards into him and I watched as Brian brushed her bare upper thigh with his hand. Stephanie didn't flinch, but she lingered much longer than necessary in that position after finishing her shot.

I stared at Brian and we locked eyes. In that brief moment I conveyed that I knew what he'd just done. Brian raised his eyebrows, a simple gesture that signaled he knew he'd been caught, but didn't care. I felt a flash of anger at his boldness but it quickly subsided into a feeling of pride. My wife was hot and knowing that other guys found her attractive made me feel good about myself.

One thing I know about my wife is when she gets drunk, she becomes more flirtatious. She's the type of woman that makes every guy she speaks to feel special, exuding a relaxed sexuality while engaging in fun conversation. It was no different with Brian, I could tell from the wide grin on his face as they talked he was smitten by her.

Part of Stephanie's appeal was her short stature. As she wobbled slightly, feeling the effects of the alcohol, using the pool cue for balance, her face upturned in order to make eye contact, it made any guy feel slightly powerful, looking down, peeking the valley of her breasts through the top of her shirt.

The other thing I know is that her pool playing and a tendency to peak after a few drinks, but then degrade sharply. She was looking pretty unsteady now and missing some pretty easy shots. The high heels weren't helping her game, but certainly helped to show off her calves and ass when she leaned over the table.

At one point she had to reach far across the table and she lifted one leg up and tried to reach her knee to the pool table edge. I was on one side with a view of her face, while Brian was predictably standing behind Stephanie. I saw his eyes grow wide as he stared at her backside, his hands dropping to the front of his jeans, seemingly to hide a bulge forming in his pants.

"Time to go Stephanie," I suggested. It was getting late anyway.

We were staying in a hotel near by, our kids at their grandparents house. We often took this opportunity to get a night away.

"Brian! We've got some weed back at the room if you want to smoke some," Stephanie offered excitedly, her speech slurring slightly as she wobbled on her heels.

They'd been talking about their favorite ways to smoke, both agreeing that freshly ground bud in a vape pen was preferred, if less convenient than vape oil. And we did indeed have some at the room, but there was no way my wife needed any more substances tonight.

I shot Brian a look, pretty sure he'd decline the offer, but want to convey that to him.

"Sure, I'd love to," Brian responded.

***

Our progress towards the hotel was slow. Stephanie's heels were not helping her balance and we made unsteady progress along the sidewalk, me with my arm around her waist and Brian bent over with her arm slung across his shoulder.

"Fuck, I feel a bit drunk," said Stephanie, the full effect of the alcohol hitting her in the fresh air.

"Hah," I said. "That's a bit of an understatement."

We eventually made our way to the hotel parking lot. As we crossed the lot towards the front entrance Stephanie groaned.

"Ughhh I don't feel good."

Stephanie bent over and puked into the planter. I quickly wrapped her hair in my hand and pulled it back to avoid her getting puke on it. Brian held her up by the shoulders. Stephanie puked a couple more times before wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.

"OK, I'm done," she stated.

As I looked back at Brian, his hand darted back from my wife's rear end. I couldn't see where he'd had it, maybe he was just helping to holder her up.

We rode up in the elevator and stumbled down the hallway to our room. Stephanie was using the wall for support, gently bouncing off it. Brian and I trailed behind her, apparently both of us starting at her ass. We reached the room door. Stephanie knocked on the door pointlessly, as I reached around and swiped the card. I pushed on the door and she stumbled forward into the room, flopping face first on the bed, her feet dangling off, legs parted.

Her skirt had ridden up and both Brian and I could see her big round asscheeks and the bulge of her pussy from the rear.

"Woah," I exclaimed, not realizing Stephanie had chosen to forgo underwear this evening, especially with such a short skirt. How did I not know that? Fuck me, now I get why Brian's eyes were glued to her ass all night.

"Fuck yeah!" exclaimed Brian.

My face flushed realizing another guy was seeing my wife's beautiful pussy. Of course, I knew I hadn't been the only person to ever see it but I did not know how I felt about sharing this view.

My cock twitched in my jeans, the picturesque sight of her beautiful round ass and inviting pussy tended to have that effect on me. Her lips were glistening, she was clearly wet already. My mind flashed to outside the hotel, Brian's hand retreating from her rear end. Fuck, had he touched her there?

"Here, drink some water," I commanded, handing Stephanie a bottle with the cap already off.

Stephanie grunted, as she pushed herself up and sat on the edge of the bed, swigging deeply from the water bottle.

Her skirt was somewhat hiked up and now Brian and I could both see her soft thighs and her hairless upper pussy region. It was freshly waxed, clean and smooth, revealing her slit, causing my cock to twitch again, a visible bulge in my pants now.

As I stood next to Stephanie, she reached up and began to pull at the button fly of my jeans.

"Woah - Brian's here, remember?" I reminded her.

"Oh he won't mind!" Stephanie exclaimed confidently, missing the point I was making. Of course he won't fucking mind.

I glanced over at Brian who simply shrugged his shoulders.

My mind raced, the calculus of what the options were churning in my head. The right thing to do would be to tell Brian to fuck off. But by now Stephanie had undone my jeans and pulled them and my underwear down, causing my cock to spring upwards, fully erect and directly at her eye line.

Stephanie slid off the bed, dropping to her knees. She turned towards my cock, leaning forward with her tongue extended and began to lick the head. A quiver of pleasure emanated from my ball sack all the way to the tip. I closed my eyes, my mind blanking, quashing any concerns I had about another man's presence.

Stephanie engulfed the head of my penis in her mouth, as she began to suck. My dick throbbed, as I felt her tongue working around the tip, underneath the head, powerfully sucking. Stephanie bobbed her head, with each movement gradually taking more and more of my shaft into her mouth. The room was silent, save for the slurping noises coming from Stephanie.

A feeling of close presence caused me to open my eyes and I was taken aback to see Brian now standing next to Stephanie. My feeling of surprise grew, as he had his cock in his hand, stroking it, watching my wife go to town on my dick.

I observed that Brian's cock was actually a bit longer and thicker than mine, before glancing away. I didn't really want to see another guy's dick up close. A brief thought that it's not to late to stop this flashed through my mind, quickly erased by the sensation of Stephanie's lips caressing my dick. Guys really do think with their penises.

Brian reached forward and took Stephanie's left hand and lifted it up towards his penis. Without interrupting her furious slurping of my cock, she wrapped her fingers around Brian's shaft and began to gently stroke.

My body flushed as I reacted to seeing Stephanie touch another man's dick. My lizard brain crowded that out as again the feeling of pleasure watching her attack my cock with her mouth won over.

Stephanie continued to work my cock with with her mouth, while picking up the pace jerking Brian off with her left hand. She reached up and cupped my balls in her right hand, gently squeezing as she slid her mouth up and down my shaft. I reveled in the feeling of powerlessness with Stephanie's hand caressing my ball sack, that sensation of pleasure, tinged with fear that if she squeezed hard, it would hurt like a mother fucker. Stephanie knew how much I enjoyed that.

Brian took a step towards her, his rock hard penis now by her face. Stephanie wrapped the fingers of her right hand around my shaft and began to stroke, while continuing to stroke Brian's. Her eyes closed, she worked both our cocks simultaneously.

She turned her head towards Brian, placing her lips over the head of his penis and drew it into her mouth. She had to open wider for him than me.

"Ohhh yeah that's it," Brian grunted.

Stephanie maintained her rhythmic jerking of my dick while working her mouth around his penis head before leaning to take in more of his length.

My mind raced again, witnessing my wife take another man's cock in her mouth.

Contrary to how I might have expected to feel had I conceived of this moment before it happened, I was excited watching my wife pleasuring this stranger. She was skillful at giving head and I could see the ecstasy in Brian's face as he leaned back a little, face upturned, eyes half closed. It helped that she was tugging on my own penis at the same time.

Stephanie turned back to me and once again began to devour my shaft. I shuffled a little closer to her so that she could reach more depth. I reached down and passed my hand through the top of her shirt to reach her right breast. I pinched the nipple, causing Stephanie to emit a sharp squeal, muffled by the cock stuffed in her face, and grabbed a large handful of her tit and squeezed.

Apparently Brian decided to follow my lead, as he also reached down and began to fondle Stephanie's left breast, squeezing and massaging as she tugged on his shaft.

Stephanie continued to alternate between the two of us, slurping and sucking first mine, then Brian's cock, all the while maintaining her pace jerking the other off. Both of us, standing there, fondling her tits. Her lipstick was smeared around her mouth, her lips wet from her saliva and the pre-cum leaking from my tip, and likely Brian's.

I loved getting my dick sucked (I mean, who doesn't) but wanted more. As I looked down at my wife's face, eyes closed slurping one cock while tugging the other, I knew I wanted to get her naked. Somehow I had fully accepted the presence of this younger man. Maybe he could be useful.

"Brian, lay on the bed!" I commanded. "It's time for you to pleasure my wife."

He opened his eyes and nodded. Brian quickly removed his jeans and shirt and got on the bed, laying on his back with his head by the headboard, stroking his near vertical cock.

"Stephanie, sit on Brian's face," I instructed my wife. Still on her knees, she looked up at me as if to validate that she'd heard correctly, but then got to her feet. Stephanie crawled on the bed and while she was on all fours, I pulled her skirt down over her ass cheeks, before pulling her top off over her head.

Now, fully naked, she maneuvered herself to the head of the bed, raising her leg up and over Brian's head to straddle his face. She lowered herself down and almost immediately I could her the sound of Brian lapping vigorously at her cunt. Stephanie arched her back in pleasure, moaning loudly, while grabbing her own tits with her hands, pulling and pinching on her nipples as she ground her pussy against Brian's face.

I stripped off my clothes and kneeled on the bed near the Brian's waist, facing my wife. I reached my hand to the back of Stephanie's head and pulled her forwards towards my cock. This action caused Stephanie to pitch forward, catching herself on her hands either side of Brian as she turned her head to the side take my cock into her mouth once again.

I wrapped my fist around a handful of her thick brown hair and applied some pressure pulling her face into me. Her lips wrapped around my shaft, she inched forward, with each movement taking more of my length. As she moved her head slowly back and forth, aided by my guiding hand, I could feel it meeting resistance at the back of her throat.

"Now grab Brian's cock too," I instructed.

Dutifully, Stephanie reached out with her left hand, while continuing to use her right hand for balance and began to work his shaft.

My mind took what I can only describe as a mental snapshot of the scene I was participating in. My wife straddling another man's face, grinding her pussy as he feverishly lapped and slurped and penetrated her vagina with his tongue. Stephanie bent forwards working my cock to the hilt, while vigorously jacking on his penis.

Stephanie rocked her hips against Brian's mouth and nose, as she moaned in pleasure, her sounds muffled by my cock probing the back of her throat. I began to rock my hips back and forth, thrusting into her mouth as Stephanie squealed with the tongue lashing Brian was giving her cunt.

I decided I wanted a taste of Stephanie's pussy myself.

"Get on all fours Stephanie, and turn around," I said, pointing to Brian's legs.

She understood the assignment, pivoting around until she was on her knees, straddling Brian's legs, his stiff cock pointing directly at her face. Without any further instruction she began to suck Brian off again, her hair falling on either side of her face as she worked to take in as much length as she could.

I stepped off the bed and positioned myself at the end, my wife's ass being close to the edge. Her legs were spread apart, on either side of Brian's legs so her pussy and ass were on display. Her cunt was soaking wet, with a combination of her juices and Brian's saliva running down her leg. I knelt down, grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled apart, causing her outer lips to spread, revealing the pink inner folds of her sopping wet cunt, as well as her puckered asshole. That asshole was glistening wet too, apparently Brian had worked his tongue there too. I dove forward burying my tongue as deeply as I could in her pussy and began to lick and thrust.

I gave my wife long powerful strokes of my tongue, from her clit all the way up her vagina lips. I alternated with elongating my tongue and thrusting it as deeply as possible into her pussy. Her ass pushed back into my face as I could her slurping and sucking on Brian's cock.

My nose was buried in her asshole and I breathed deeply drawing in her musty scent. I moved my mouth upwards, dragging my tongue from her cunt to her butthole, and began apply long powerful strokes there. I pressed hard causing her sphincter to part just a little bit as I eagerly attempted to insert my tongue in her ass. I worked her butthole with my tongue, penetrating as deeply as I could, occasionally sucking on it, giving her asshole sloppy wet french kiss.

At the same time I shoved two fingers into her cunt. They penetrated her lips easily as I felt the warm wet confines of her pussy grip. As I worked her asshole with my tongue, I thrust my fingers in and out of her cunt, making a squelching noise on each stroke.

Stephanie emitted high pitched grunts, timed with each penetration of my fingers. Her butthole was a slippery mess as I used my free hand to pull one of her cheeks to open it further. Stephanie reached back between her legs and began to furiously rub her clit.

"It's time for you to get fucked now. Lay on your back."

Stephanie lay on the bed, her ass towards the end, her legs dangling off, head slightly raised on a pillow. Brian, having had his blowjob interrupted got up on his knees and positioned himself by her head, slightly above her. Apparently he didn't need a second invitation. He grabbed Stephanie's face and turned her head towards his cock and re-entered her mouth.

I grabbed my wife's thighs under her knees and lifted her legs up, pushing them back to open up her cunt. I pushed her legs back as far as I could, until they were either side of her tits. I positioned myself between her thighs and guided the head of my penis to her dripping entrance, no hands needed. Resting at the opening, I pushed my hips forward in one continuous motion, penetrating her outer lips before sliding in deeply up to the hilt. I paused at full depth, relishing the tight grip of her pussy on my cock.

As I thrust, I watched Brian fuck my wife's mouth. Stephanie's head was rotated to the side and tilted slightly upwards, her eyes closed, mouth open wide. She didn't have to do much work. Brian was bent forward, supporting himself on the headboard with one hand, gripping the back of my wife's head with his other. He pivoted his hips back and forth, pulling back until only his head remained in her mouth, before thrusting forward. He had quickened his pace, fucking her mouth like a pussy. Stephanie had reached out and was squeezing his scrotum with her hand.

I felt conflicted, trying to resist the urge to take pleasure in watching this young man's cock glide in and out of my wife's mouth, the slippery shaft disappearing between her lips, but it felt surreal and like watching a live porno. Stephanie was making gurgling noises as he thrust, his dick reaching the back of her throat.

I reached up and wrapped my right hand gently around her throat, thumb gripping one side, fingers on the other. I squeezed firmly, using some of my bodyweight to apply pressure, as I pounded my wife's pussy, her tit's jiggling each time I smacked into her.

Stephanie's face was beginning to flush red, a vein protruding from her left temple as I squeezed. Stephanie reached down to her clit and rubbed frantically in a circular motion, as Brian continued to fuck her mouth and me pounding her pussy.

Stephanie let out long, low guttural moans of pleasure, emanating from deep in her diaphragm, mixed with sloppy gurgles as Brian fucked her mouth and the rhythmic smacking of my hips into her butt cheeks.

"You like that Brian? You like fucking my wife's mouth? I suppose you'd like a turn fucking her pussy?" I asked.

"Hell yeah," replied Brian.

"Lay down," I commanded.

Brian pulled his penis from Stephanie's mouth and positioned himself laying down on the bed next to where she was. I released my grip from her throat, and pulled my cock out of her cunt and helped Stephanie up to a sitting position. The redness began to drain from her face as it returned to a more normal color.