Joseph has become a fwb and he's been instrumental in the slippery slope of my last eighteen months. This story involves his clever manipulation of circumstance and unfortunately the deceit involved in an affair, if that's the way you would describe our occasional meetings.
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I woke up and for a split second wondered where I was. It was still dark with vague traffic noises coming from outside.
Then it all came flooding back. I was in the Excelsior Hotel in town.
I turned my head, which ached, and my mouth was dry except for the slight taste of semen which brought back images of the night before.
I was alone in bed, Joseph had left to go home to Diane. I was remembering Carl and I having sex quite violently once again, before he rolled out of bed and hurriedly thanked me before getting dressed to go home to his wife. I'd felt like a bit of a slut and lying there like that in the morning I felt even more so with the odour of sex still evident on me and in the room.
Apart from my headache my nipples felt a bit sore and my pussy was feeling quite tender.
My long blonde hair was an absolute mess clinging in clumps to my shoulders and across my breasts.
It was the threesome that I'd agreed to in a moment of weakness and not a little daring. It was on my bucket list and I could tick it off now.
I reached across to the bedside table and got hold of my phone. There were several messages two of which were from Joseph.
'I'm sorry I left you alone with Carl. I hope he was ok?' Was the first one.
The second was a sort of unsure one.
'I hope it was all you expected/wanted. I feel we need to talk about it.'
The threesome had been arranged in some pillow talk in one of our intermittent meetings. I say 'meetings' Joseph was my 'fwb' who I met for sex every few weeks. We were in bed at my house in the middle of the afternoon and were talking about our fantasies.
Joseph's involved outdoor sex, mine was the idea of sex with more than one person. Immediately he got excited about mine and I could tell he wanted to try it too. By next day he was suggesting a friend of his might be the ideal third person.
Carl was a long time friend of his and a member of the golf club he belonged to. I decided to meet him before our threesome just to see if we gelled. He turned out to be quite an attractive guy and came across as a regular bloke.
As I lay there typing I suppose I couldn't have wished for it to have gone much better. I think we were all nervous in the bar beforehand and before going up to our room. We hadn't planned to go separately but that's the way it happened.
I was finding conversation quite easy with Carl and together with a large glass of wine it was me who suggested I go to our room with Carl and let Joseph follow on ten minutes or so later. Joseph agreed and Carl was very keen to do it that way.
We'd had no physical contact at that point so it seemed quite strange to be holding his hand on the way to the lift. In the few seconds it took for the lift to go up to our floor he simply said, "If you want to stop at anytime Louise just say."
I smiled and by way of reassurance I reached up and kissed him briefly. That relaxed us both a bit and once inside our room we began to kiss properly.
Standing there the kisses were exploratory, gentle at first, then becoming a little more passionate. I think both of us wanted to get more intimate but were nervous about a first move. I took the initiative and placed his hand on my breast.
It worked and soon Carl was pulling my blouse out of my waistband and running his fingers up my back towards the clasp on my bra. Expertly he undid it in seconds and pushed it up to allow him to feel my breasts.
He sighed into my neck and ran his fingers over my nipples, they were hardening already.
I could feel his cock stiffen as he was pressing his hips against me. I reached down to grip it through his trousers when the door clicked open and Joseph entered. It didn't seem like ten minutes but that didn't really matter at all.
And then I was the centre of attention. Kissing Carl with Joseph close up behind me running his hands over everywhere, mostly reaching around and cupping my breasts with both hands. His cock was pressed up against my backside, I was literally the middle of a sandwich.
Both guys were finding it difficult to feel their way underneath my disheveled clothing so I halted proceedings.
"Hey just let me get out of all this stuff," I said, I was now in a hurry.
I stepped away and stripped off completely except for my stockings and suspenders. It was amusing watching the two of them trying to get out of their stuff as fast as me.
All three of us fell onto the bed and without any ceremony I had Carl with his head between my thighs and Joseph getting me to suck on his cock. It had all begun!
In that first half an hour I came twice, all from Carl's attentions. His tongue was extraordinarily flexible and he went on and on tirelessly. My mouth took Joseph's cock in short spells with me massaging it with my fingers between sucking it. When Carl let me rest Joseph took his place and fucked me, making me cum a third time.
Carl was watching Joseph thrusting into me and I could see him sitting against the bedhead masturbating himself slowly until he could wait no more and tapped Joseph on the shoulder. In a shuffling of bodies he replaced him inside me. He must have been on the edge himself because it was only a couple of minutes when he told me he was cumming and grunted, emptying himself into me.
Joseph chuckled and masturbated himself beside my head and directed his cock towards my mouth. Most of it found its way onto my tongue but as I swallowed some of the spunk more of it trickled over my chin and onto my neck.
The three of us fell about the bed and there was a sound of heavy breathing in the room until I half giggled and Joseph asked if I was okay.