Threesomes, sharing and swapping were things that my wife and I had discussed and agreed excited both of us, but never really acted on. The closest we'd ever come was when we were out with a friend for a fun night of drunken dancing. Lisa and I met up with Eric at one of our favorite night spots. I usually enjoy the drinking, loud music and vibe more than anything else when I go out to clubs, so I danced with my wife for three or four songs in a row and then begged off to go sit down for a bit, this pattern continued for most of the night. For the most part Lisa went over to Eric and danced with him while I sat, occasionally she'd dance with a stranger or just come with me back to the bar for a rest.
As the evening wore on and we became more and more intoxicated she began dancing closer and more suggestively with both Eric and me. She's a very attractive woman, 5'6" and about 110 pounds of toned muscle with brunette hair. He isn't a bad looking guy, certainly nothing to write home about, but he more than made up for not being a playgirl centerfold with his energy and enthusiasm. As I watched them dance I became more and more excited. Many of the positions on the dance floor are virtually the same as sexual positions, the bumping and grinding became so intense that it almost seemed like they were actually fucking right on the dance floor.
At the end of the night we all caught a cab home; Eric sat in the front while we piled into the back seat. We were like a couple of teenagers kissing and touching each other within moments of entering the vehicle, leaving Eric to direct the cabby to our destination. About 10 minutes into a 15-minute ride my wife whispered into my ear, "Do you want to invite him back to our place?"
Intrigued and suddenly sobering, I whispered back to her quietly, "Why whatever do you mean?"
"Jack Thomas, I think you know all too well what I mean."
I was stunned. My 25-year-old wife was actually proposing that we have a threeway, and not with just anyone, but with one of our long time friends. A little shocked and more than just a touch curious, I made the one mistake that was sure to doom any chance of things actually happening. I stopped and thought for a second. I love my Lisa and as sexy as it sounds to tag-team her with some a buddy like some kind of raver/club girl that we had just picked up, I just didn't know if I was really up to it.
Intuitively my wife sensed the hesitation and recommended that we take advantage of one of our numerous toys and let our imaginations have the fun for tonight. Five minutes later we were in our house and ripping the clothes off of one another. All the time she kept telling me about how much she'd enjoyed dancing with Eric and how she could feel his cock rubbing up against her crotch. Apparently at numerous points through the night she'd actually moved herself into position so that his cock would rub directly against her clit. We fucked for several hours that night, both experiencing numerous orgasms.
That was two years ago and the closest I've ever been to experiencing a threesome.
Both my wife and I were fairly inexperienced when we'd met. We'd each had only a couple partners and only had sex a few times with each of them before we got together. We found ourselves in our 20's enjoying the American dream, working jobs that paid more than enough for us to pay our bills, go out on the weekends and sock away some cash for retirement. Although it seemed like everything should be perfect, we were quickly finding ourselves to be bored with the way things were going. The passion that seemed too constant in our early relationship now came in spurts. We'd be all over each other for a week or two, but then it might be a few months before we became that heated again. We didn't argue or dislike each other; it just seemed that the fire that existed before had settled from a crackling flame to low burn.
And that's exactly the point we were at when everything changed. It was mid-November and we were in the midst of a really intense house cleaning. Eric had moved away shortly after the dancing experience, accepting a job several states away. We remained close and usually saw him a couple of times a year when he would return to visit with family and friends. This Thanksgiving he was planning on coming into town for the holiday weekend, arriving late Wednesday and leaving late Sunday. While he usually stayed with his parents, their house was full with other relations this year, so we offered our spare room. While I was doing the dishes I suddenly found myself staring into blackness as someone placed their hands over my eyes. A warm body pressed against my back and my wife's voice whispered for me to shut my eyes and keep them shut. She had gone out to the store for some more cleanser and I hadn't heard her enter with the water running. Slowly she led me away from the sink and into our living room, sitting me down on the couch.
"OK, you can open them," I heard her say.
When I opened my eyes I was greeted by the site of a woman having sex with several men on the television. The sound was muted, but you could tell that the lady was really enjoying herself. I looked to my left and found my wife lying next to me on the couch wearing nothing but a sexy lace bra and thong set with matching garter and stockings. She had her legs lewdly spread open with one leg sitting on the couch, bent at the knee, the other was resting on the coffee table. I really couldn't help getting a shit eating grin on my face and letting out an excited expletive (I'm really not sure exactly what I said). Quickly I leaned over and began kissing my wife and caressing her breasts through her bra. She transitioned us to a sitting position and pulled me off of her, recommending that I "enjoy the show."
Reaching to the side of the couch she pulled out one of the vibrators that use on an occasional basis and moved to the recliner. Pulling out the foot rest she sat back and began to watch the film while slowly running the now vibrating phallus over her body. It gently crossed both of her breasts and moved slowly down towards her vagina. Moving in an arc she skillfully skipped over her laced crotch and began stroking the insides of her thighs. Only after working herself up like this did she finally allow the vibe to reach her mound, emitting a sharp moan as it touched her.
I was mesmerized. I couldn't help but continue to look back and forth as Lisa continued to play with herself. I would watch her as she stared at the screen and then when she appeared to be really enjoying things steal a look at the television to see what was on the screen. The film was very graphic. A young brunette, probably in her early 20's although she could have passed for late teens, was being mauled by six or seven guys. They had her naked and bent at the waist, servicing one man orally and taking it from behind by another.
My wife was now moaning softly to herself as she moved the vibrator in and out of her pussy. Her other hand alternated between touching her clit and rubbing her breasts which she slipped out of the bra. I couldn't help but touch myself and pulled my cock out of my pants and began to stroke it.
Lisa began to tense up and shake, screaming, "OH GOD! FUCK!" Her orgasm was intense and she shoved the vibrator as deep as it would go inside of her smooth pussy, I could see the end of it barely visible inside of her. Standing she winked at me and told me that the show was not quite over.
Bending over she removed her panties, only now did I see that she had completely shaved herself. When did she have time for that I thought to myself as she reached to the side of the couch and pulled out a new dildo. Not overly large, but certainly man shaped, she must have purchased this new toy when she got the video. Getting into a kneeling position she bent over and placed one arm and her face on the ground. Reaching back with the dildo she gently inserted it into her spread hold and started working it in and out. After about a minute of this she reached up and grabbed the original vibrator and put it in her mouth, sucking on it for all she was worth. Taking the vibrator out of her mouth she placed it at the entrance to her ass and began to push. Anal sex was something I'd always wanted to try but she'd always been against, claiming that she just didn't think it was all that sexy of an idea. Slowly the vibrator, lubricated by only her own spit entered Lisa's ass. She turned the setting up and it began whirring inside of her as she worked it in and out. Gasping slightly she alternated between moving the dildo and vibrator. Needing to go back to the vibe frequently as it kept pushing itself out of her tight ass. Getting off the couch I moved over behind her took over control of the toy in her ass. Quickly she switched to fucking herself with just the dildo, ramming it into her cunt at lightning speeds. Taking my cue from her actions I moved it quickly in and out of her rear entry. She was moaning and screaming like a $2 whore and my penis was aching with need. As she approached orgasm I whipped the vibrator out and removed the dildo as well.
"What are you doing?" she asked incredulously, as if I'd just stolen candy from a baby. I moved in front of her and presented her mouth with my penis which she attacked like never before. After about 30 seconds I couldn't take it any more and pulled it from her mouth and moved behind her. I stroked into her vagina which was now slightly stretched open by the dildo. After only a couple in and outs I removed it and placed the mushroom head of my cock at the entrance to her ass. Taking the fleshy dildo I handed it to her and told her to start sucking on it, which she did immediately. Pushing with force I entered her ass accompanied by a string of strained cursing from my wife.
"Put it back in your mouth, whore," I growled at her. She moaned at this and obediently shoved the dildo back into her mouth. I started fucking her ass slowly, but picking up speed. After a few moments of this I reached to the side and took the vibrator, turned it on high and plunged it into her wet box. It was incredible, her tight ass which I'd never experienced before became even tighter and I could feel the vibrator humming along beneath my cock. My wife was moaning and screaming around the dildo. I could tell she was in some pain, but could also tell that she was loving every minute of it. She quickly had a series of orgasms, or at least I that's how she later described it. Her body began to shake and she kept yelping as her butthole went through a series of convulsions around my cock. I couldn't take it any longer, pulling out of her I quickly flipped her over and moved up to her head. Just like a pro in the pornos I groaned as I nutted all over her beautiful face. Cum flew out and covered her, I might as well have been Peter North at that moment.
After a short and quiet recovery period we began talking. I asked her what had brought that on and she shrugged, "I'm not exactly sure. I was in the grocery store picking up the 409, thinking about what I needed to clean for Eric's stay one minute and then the next I was thinking about that night when we went dancing and you turned me down on inviting him in."
