Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fantasy. It also contains heteroflexible interactions, so if you are uncomfortable with that, this story may not be for you. If you are comfortable with it, I hope you enjoy!
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This is a story about the first time my wife and I brought another person into our sex life. My wife Jessica is of Mexican heritage with beautiful brown skin and a sexy body. She is 5'3" with a great ass and perky B-cup breasts. I'm James and I'm 5'11 and white with a runner's frame.
At the time, we had been married for almost four years. We enjoyed frequent sex and completely enjoyed exploring each other. On a few occasions, we had talked about having a threesome or swinging with another couple. Neither one of us is the jealous type, so the thought of sharing each other turned us on tremendously. We would sometimes swap stories about previous exploits. She liked to hear about girls I used to fuck and would get turned on hearing about them, which usually led to great sex. I loved to hear stories about her having sex with old boyfriends. I even convinced her to show me old pictures of her having sex, which always resulted in me being hard as a rock. I know most people fantasize about having threesomes with someone of the opposite sex. You know, the guys always fantasize about two girls cliche. But that wasn't the case for us. If we were to have a threesome, I wanted another guy to join us. Not because of any bisexual fantasy, but I would just like to see my wife get railed while she sucks my dick or see her mouth around a cock while I fuck her. My wife on the other hand, would prefer to have a girl join us (which I would still really enjoy seeing). She has a fantasy about eating pussy while I fuck her and seeing me fuck another pussy while she watches.
While we had talked and fantasized about it, we had never had the chance to have the experience. I mean, it's hard to meet people that you would like to have sex with generally, and it would be incredibly awkward to bring up the subject with anyone. Given that, we never tried too hard to pursue it. However, the universe had a plan.
At the time we lived in an apartment complex that had an outdoor pool and hot tub. We liked to take advantage of it when we could. For whatever reason, it was never very busy. We would sometimes be the only people there, and other times there might be three or four others.
One day after work, we decided to go to the pool to relax. It was late summer, so it was a really nice day. Not too hot, clear skies and the sun was just starting to descend. We had started by getting in the pool to get acclimated. I was wearing my usual plain navy swim trunks. My wife was wearing an olive green bikini. It wasn't anything too revealing, but it showed some nice cleavage and her ass looked great in it.
We were just swimming around and playing with each other having fun and cooling off. After a little bit of time, and after it had cooled off a little, we got into the hot tub. It was getting darker out, so we just wanted to get in and wind down. About the time we were getting in, we heard the gate open and saw someone coming into the pool area. It was a guy we had never seen before. He was fairly tall, maybe 6'2". He was wearing trunks and a tank top, and he looked to be in good shape. He proceeded to find a chair and took off his tank top, which showed that he was indeed in good shape. He was fit with good muscles. I could tell that Jessica's eyes lingered a while, so I could tell she liked what she saw.
After taking off his shirt, he dove into the pool and started swimming. He was pretty good at it, so it was easy to tell he was swimming for exercise. We turned away and just sat in the hot tub and talked for a while after that. We didn't really pay much attention to him after that.
After about 10 minutes, we heard "Mind if I join you?" It was the swimmer.
"Not at all," I said. "There's plenty of room."
"Thanks, I didn't want to intrude in case you two wanted to be by yourselves. I just like to get in the tub after I swim."
"No worries. You seem like a good swimmer. Do you come out here often?"
"I just moved in, so I'm looking to make this a habit here. My name is Mark by the way."
"I'm James."
"And I'm Jessica," my wife chimed in with a smile.
"Good to meet you both," said Mark.
The three of us continued to talk for a while, and we really got along well. There were a few times that I could tell Mark was subtly checking out Jessica's tits and sometimes her legs leading up to the front of her bikini bottoms when she was sitting on the edge of the tub. I could even tell Jessica would stare at his muscled chest. While the banter was generally friendly, it sometimes seemed like he and Jessica would have little flirtatious moments. Nothing too bold, but it was noticeable. Those moments got me a little excited about what it could mean. I tried to stay out of it and let their interactions happen naturally. I had started to let my mind wander thinking about Jess sucking his dick and perhaps him fucking her.
After a while, the sun had gone down, and we realized that we had been in the tub for way too long (obviously, we weren't submerged the whole time - we would alternate sitting on the edge). Not wanting the good time to stop, we invited Mark to sit on our deck and have some drinks. He graciously accepted our invite and followed us back. While walking to our place, Jessica had gotten a little ahead of us. She had her towel wrapped around her, but had to take it off to adjust since it was starting to fall off. Mark had been talking, but stopped mid sentence when Jessica had moved it enough to show her bikini-clad bottom. He tried to make a recovery, but offered up, "Dude, I'm sorry."
"Ha! No worries!" I said. "She, and her ass, have that effect."
Jessica was close enough to overhear. "Are you two talking about me... and my ass?"
"Yeah, babe," I said. "Mark was checking it out while you were adjusting your towel." Mark looked a bit embarrassed and started to blush.
"Well," said Jessica, "I hope he enjoyed the view."
We all laughed at this, but Mark's laugh had a slight nervousness to it based on his embarrassment. It was nice to hear Jessica flirt back, as it meant that she liked Mark checking her out. Maybe my fantasy could come true tonight!
We got back to our place, and Mark asked to use the bathroom and headed off. Jessica had mentioned that she wanted to change before sitting outside. However, I stopped her.
"You should stay in the bikini," I told her
"Why? I might get cold outside," she responded.
"I think Mark would enjoy it. He couldn't control his eyes when you took off your towel when we were walking back, and I saw him checking you out all night. I think you should continue to tease him. It's hot."
"Really? He is pretty cute."
"I could tell you liked him too."
"You're not mad?"
"Of course not! You know what we've always talked about."
"I don't think it's going to happen. I don't think he's that in to me, and I don't know how he'd feel about it."
"You never know. We should at least try." And giving my best attempt at puppy dog eyes, I follow it up with, "For me?"
"Ok. But I'm keeping my towel with me."
Mark came out of the bathroom and we all proceeded outside.
The night was warm, but not hot, so I was hoping my wife didn't need to use her towel too much.
During our conversation, Jessica asked if Mark had a girlfriend.
