2 comments/ 45900 views/ 18 favorites More Than a Threesome By: Arcadian1768 My wife, Brenda, and I decided to finally go ahead and do it. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yeah? Are you?" she countered. "Yeah. Let's go for it." "It" was a threesome. Neither she nor I had ever experienced one before. I had never even come close, not that she had. It's just because I had no other partners before I met Brenda. We have been married for eleven years, and while sex with her was great, too many times it seemed forced and lacked spontaneity. With two kids, it was probably typical of many marriages. Being a guy, I could not possibly be the only one who has asked for a threesome from his wife, can I? Why not? I always wondered. I always felt I could distance sex as something my wife and I did in our bedroom when we made love and then sex as just an act to be enjoyed and wallow in the pleasure it gives me and my wife. I knew that was on her mind when I talked about it but the truth of the matter was I did not want anyone else. It's why I wanted her there, and more specifically, I more wanted to see her and share her with another woman. That's right; I always envisioned the third to be another female, which is why it was all the more surprising that Brenda and I were making plans for this Friday night, getting my sister to watch the kids overnight, and go out and bar hop, and search for that one person who would rock our world. We didn't have many requirements. He had to be clean, decent-looking, not too heavy but not too thin. And he couldn't be married, either. Age was not an issue, although it assumed he wouldn't be older than me. I am 43. I knew that if Brenda had her druthers, she'd probably prefer the guy to be in his early 30's, and I was okay with that, too. She just turned 40 a few months ago. I'm getting a little ahead of myself, it seems. I didn't tell you the agreement Brenda and I came to about a month ago, did I? She said she would have a threesome with another woman and me if I was amenable to a threesome with a guy first. Fair, I guess, except for the part of which one comes first. After all, I asked her first! But ladies first, right guys? It wasn't a complete shock to hear that request from her since it was something we had begun talking about in bed, too; me asking her if she ever thought about having two guys service her and also watching the guys being together, if she thought it was sexy to imagine one guy sucking another guy's cock. Of course she said yes. I tried to convince her it was different, how two girls kissing, rubbing themselves up and down each other was much better to watch and enjoy than two guys doing the same, even to another woman, but she disagreed. I still think that to this day but Brenda told me no, I'm wrong. "If you're willing, I'll do it," she told me one night in bed. "I'll share you with another woman and you can do whatever you want to her and with her and I'll do the same, too. Under one condition." And I knew exactly what it was, too. "As long as you do it first," she began. "If you'll do it first with another guy and me, then I'll do it in return with another woman. Understand?" "Yes." "And only if you let the guy fuck me will I let you fuck her, too. Okay?" "Absolutely, hon. I can't believe you're actually suggesting this. Are you serious?" "Uh huh." That conversation took place over three weeks ago and many wild fuck sessions ago. You see, I never expected it to actually happen one day. It was exciting enough for me to just talk about it. Even after that first night when she brought it up and I asked her if she was serious and she told me she was, I still thought she was teasing me. A part of me a few weeks later still thought she would pull out of it. But tonight it was all set to happen. I had just gotten back from dropping the kids off at my sister's. The explanation all along was that Brenda and I needed a night out, alone of course, and then back to our house with no kids within earshot. I'm sure she and my brother tried long and hard not to imagine why we needed privacy. Just some loud, uninhibited sex maybe? I'm sure neither could imagine what we were up to. The difficult part about planning something like this was that it was no "sure thing". One might wonder why we didn't just approach someone we knew, perhaps a couple, and knock out both fantasies in one night. While that may have been fun to talk about, it wasn't something either of us wanted to deal with afterward. It would simply be too awkward to go back to being just friends or neighbors with anyone that we may have picked, to say nothing about what if we asked someone and they said "no way, are you fucking crazy?" We also had talked at great lengths about the repercussions about pursuing such a fantasy. Would it damage our relationship with each other and therefore our marriage? If anything, I was more persistent in asking these questions than she was. "It won't damage it because we won't let it. Simple as that," Brenda told me once and for all. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Goddamn," I muttered. I walked into the house after returning from dumping the kids at my sister's and was standing in our bedroom watching Brenda finish doing her hair. We weren't going anywhere particularly fancy, just a bar or two, so Brenda was wearing a pair of jeans. They were new, too, and brought out the best in her juicy rump. After having recently lost some weight, Brenda was ready and raring to go. Her ass, I've always felt, was one of her best features, but now with the weight loss, I knew Brenda thought so, too. I went to stand behind her and leaned forward a bit to press my already hard cock against her backside to show to her just how appreciative I was. I then looked over her shoulder and saw really for the first time what top she was wearing. Low-cut and offering an appetizing view of her cleavage. "Whoa, hon. By the looks of you, we'll be back here within the hour." "Doubt it, it's only 6:30." The plan was to go eat beforehand but looking at my wife's backside, eating to me meant something entirely else. I put my arms around her and lifted them to her breasts. "Don't Steve," she warned. "You can't touch me until we're home again." "Are you serious?" "Yes. And take your cock away from my ass. It's torture, I know, but torture will be good for you." "Torture for who? You love it just as much as me," I teased. She then turned toward me and pecked my lips. "I can't wait to watch you suck some guy's cock, babe. And you better do it, too." I kept telling myself I better, too, since the payoff would be to see her and another woman hook up one day. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ We went to dinner at a local pub near our house, and luckily for Brenda, we got a male waiter, one I had never seen before. I knew right away that Brenda would think he was hot. Too bad he was too young. I said I would let the other guy be as young as 27 or 28, but this kid probably was no older than 21 or 22. Driving away from the restaurant she said, "And don't think I didn't see you looking at the little waitress with the nice ass," she teased. I was busted, but I always look at the girls' asses, and she knew it. "Hey, I'm just glad to hear you say she has a nice ass," I shot back. "But that was nothing compared to the cleavage shots you were giving our server," I added. "He did seem to enjoy it from his view a little more than I could from mine." "Uh huh. Too bad he's working tonight; maybe he could have been at the bar later on tonight," she said. Of course, that's assuming he was old enough to get into a bar. Also, the bars we were going to were thirty minutes west of where we lived. It was more rural out the way we were going, but more importantly it was an area that we didn't frequent and more importantly, family or friends of ours didn't patronize. I tried putting my hand on my wife's leg but she reminded that no touching by me was allowed. "What about you touching me?" I asked. "Maybe give me some sign you're as anxious as me." "How's this?" On the dark, shadowy road, Brenda moved over and kissed my neck, ran her tongue in and around my ear and cupped my groin in her hands. But as soon as it had started she was done, re-situating herself back in her seat. "That was nice," I deadpanned. "Maybe whatever guy we take home will sit in the front seat with me and he'll do that to me, too. And all you'll be allowed to do is sit in the back and watch?" I tried to get her agitated. "Oooh, I think that'd be hot!" she squealed. "I guess you would." Sitting at the bar and then at a table near the bathrooms, Brenda and I tried to figure out exactly how this was going to work. It was 9:15 and getting a little crowded. I had scouted a few bars in this area last Friday to see what kind of crowds they get and at what time they get crowded, and what I found out was this particular bar got crowded a little earlier than the others nearby. It also had a younger crowd, possibly from a small, private university that was only a ten-minute car ride away. "See anything or anyone you like?" I asked. I knew she did and I knew which ones, too. "Yeah. Over at the pool table." "I could have guessed. Go over there and ask to play," I suggested. "But you know I don't know how to play pool," she countered. "Who said anything about pool?" "Okay." So I watched as my wife of over eleven years strutted over to the pool table where two kids played, probably barely over the age of 21. The age limit rule, if there ever was one, was thrown out the window. In the loud bar I could not possibly hear their conversation but would find out later it went something like this. "Hi there," she said to them. "Hey." "Can I play?" "Uh, sure. Isn't that your boyfriend over there, though?" "No." "Oh, okay." "He's my husband." "Your husband?" "Yeah, is that a problem?" "No, not if he doesn't care, doesn't bother us." "As a matter of fact, I think he likes seeing me over here talking to you. I told him I would come over here and ask to play and he didn't believe I would. This is me proving him wrong." I stared at not only Brenda but also at the guys glaring at her, mostly at her tits hanging out of her top as she lined up one shot after another. "Help me with my technique, please?" she must have asked, because one of the guys came up to her and helped her, showing her how to hold the stick, line it up and attempt a shot. "I usually know how to handle big, long sticks," she teased. Watching a guy put his arm around her waist and then push up against her body made my own flush with excitement. I couldn't believe how hard I was getting. After settling down enough to get up, I walked over to the table. "Hi guys. And thanks for showing her how to play. I've always thought it was a lost cause, I guess." "Sure, no problem," one of them replied. I sat and drank mostly while I watched the three of them play. Brenda did not let up, either, in her flirting. It was oddly erotic. I saw Brenda in a way I never really saw in her before. When a couple of guys came to the table and challenged a game, I assumed Brenda would join me on the sideline and watch as her new friends tried to defend their table, but one of them instead sat at the table with me. "Kevin wanted Brenda to play with him. Says she's ready." "Oh, she's ready all right," I said. "So what gives with you guys? You have like what they call an open marriage or something?" "Not necessarily but never say never. You have a girlfriend, Craig?" "Kinda. Why you ask?" "Because, if you want, either you or Kevin could quite possibly fuck my wife tonight." "Really?" "Yep. Does Kevin have a girlfriend?" "No. So I guess it would probably be him, huh?" "Well, we didn't talk about two guys. It always seemed like it would just be one guy." "So, you planned this?" I was busted. "Yeah, I guess you could say that." For the next thirty seconds, both Craig and I were temporarily distracted by the view in front of us: Brenda lining up a shot on the opposite side, a clear shot of her tits there for our enjoyment. "You probably don't mind me saying this, but your wife really does have some nice tits." "Thanks, and you're right, she does and I don't mind hearing you say it." "You might want to be careful, though," Craig added. "Your wife is definitely Kevin's type. Brunette with nice, big tits." Perfect, I thought. "How old are you two?" "I'm 22 and Kevin's 21." I was resigning myself that it would be a young guy less than half my age probably fucking my wife and possibly more with me. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The situation was surreal. Not long after my conversation with Craig about the possibilities of some sexual activity among me, Brenda and one of them, Brenda offered the same to Kevin. He was the hotter of the two, I guess, plus she felt a stronger connection with him. But she went further than I did, telling him I would be there and that he would have to be "up" for some experimentation with another guy; it was part of the deal. Brenda felt so confident he would say "yes" no matter what, she was a little disappointed he said he had to think about it. "I'll tell you what, honey. I think we should just let him fuck you anyway." "Why? Why are you so anxious to share me?" "I'm not. I mean, I am but I.... I can't explain it," I answered excitedly. "Watching you interact with him and with Craig was very, very hot! I was even imagining Kevin fucking you from behind when he was showing you how to shoot pool." "You were?" "Uh huh." "I guess I thought about it, too," she admitted. "Here he comes," I cautioned Brenda. Kevin was alone. His friend Craig was nowhere to be seen. "Okay," he said followed by a big breath. "I appreciate the offer, I really, really do. And while I can appreciate the fact you two want to branch out, have some fun, experiment even, I just can't bring myself to do the same. I think your wife is hot, man, and any guy would be lucky to have sex with her. But I just can't go along with the whole package, if you know what I mean." "I'm not gay, man," I offered. "It's all for her." "Oh, I know. And that's great, but it's just not for me." Brenda was quiet the whole time. And she looked sad, too. She was horny and sad. But I knew we would be moving onto the next bar since it was still relatively early. "How about just a blowjob?" I offered. "Excuse me?" "From Brenda, not me." Now my wife looked at me, too. "What are you saying, baby?" she asked, her interest definitely piqued. "I'm saying you...I mean we...we led poor Kevin on. I think you should at least give him a blowjob. Out in our car, in the backseat." Brenda's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "For real?" she asked. I nodded. "Why not? Then we'll leave, in search of someone else for the other part. You don't mind, do you?" Brenda tried to compose herself but seemed very anxious to get going even though Kevin had yet to answer. I knew Brenda was in. "Well?" I asked Kevin. "Of course! I'd be fucking crazy not to agree, right?" "Knowing her blowjobs, yes, you would be. Let's go." "You're going, too, huh?" Kevin asked. "Yeah. I'm going to watch but I'll be in the front seat. Does that bother you?" "Nah." Kevin made one more quick glance to Brenda and her cleavage and said, "Let's go!" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Not even five minutes later, I was watching an unbelievable scene. My wife, Brenda, giving a guy over twenty years younger than me a blowjob. "Mmmmmmmmmmm," she was moaning around his throbbing cock. Even though Kevin probably still did think I was bisexual or at least bi-curious, I really had no desire to see his cock. It really was the act of Brenda blowing another guy that was turning me on, and since that meant seeing his cock, so be it. He was no bigger than me but it didn't stop Brenda from talking and commenting on his nice prick. "Show him your tits, baby," I said. I had already ordered her to take off her bra before she even started. Taking her mouth momentarily off him, she said, "He's already feeling them. Show 'em, too?" "He is?" "Mmhmm." Brenda resumed her enthusiastic cocksucking. "Oh yeah...your wife is very good, just like you said, man." "And she'll swallow, too," I added. "Yeah?" "Uh huh." Brenda took to the role happily, playing the role of almost a slut for me, her husband. She went upright and held Kevin's cock at its base. "Last chance, Kevi....wanna fuck me? We could go to that motel just down the street. Just say you'll let my husband suck your cock, even for just a little bit, and then I'll be all yours." She shook her tits a little bit more for effect; she was going to wait just a little bit longer for his answer and then resume the blowjob. Neither she nor I expected to hear what we did. "Okay. But right here. Let's just fuck right here right now." Then looking up at me, he continued. "But I guess you gotta suck my cock first, huh? Can you lean over from there?" I was really taken aback, not really prepared for doing it. I thought I would have time to think about it before it happened but I guess in hindsight, it was best to just react. I looked at Brenda and she had the biggest smile on her face. "No...I mean yeah, I think I can get to ya from here," I said. I told myself I just had to do it and not even think about what it was I about to do. And so it was not surprising that within a few seconds, my hand found his cock, held it firmly and then slipped the head of his cock just inside my mouth. "Oh wow," Brenda muttered. "I can't believe it, Steve...you are actually sucking a cock." She alternated looking at me giving a blowjob and then looking up at Kevin and soaking in how he was accepting it. "Ooh, I think he likes it, hon. Keep on kissing it, baby." I couldn't believe it myself. I actually had another's man erect penis in my mouth, and while I never wondered what it would be like, it seemed to be exactly how one might envision it. Brenda herself was unbuttoning her jeans and taking them off, getting ready to fuck this young stud. I could tell she was excited to soon be actually fucking him. "Don't cum, doll. Save it for my pussy," she said. After another couple of seconds, my mouth left his dick and I waited to see what I really never thought I'd ever witness: my beloved wife fucking another guy right in front of me. And letting him cum inside of her, too! But before Brenda moved over across his legs, I noticed a movement outside our car in the dark parking lot. While I couldn't see for sure who it was, I was pretty sure it was Kevin's friend, Craig, and that because he was running away from the car that he most probably saw me blow his buddy. "Fuck him good, baby," I hissed. "Oh, I will." She took hold of his cock and then slowly sat down on it. "Play with my tits, too, Kevin." I couldn't see much but did hear the squishy noise of my wife's pussy. "Mmmmm, from your mouth to my pussy. Did you like sucking his cock, baby?" she teased. I wanted to say "no" but knew what she wanted to hear. "Yeah." "I bet you did but not as much as I'm enjoying fucking it." Then she did the unthinkable. She started kissing him on the mouth, which only caused their fucking to intensify. I was pissed and I was jealous but god was I horny and hard! I was surprised that all of my emotions came out in the form of a slap to her butt. "Owww!" she shrieked. "What the fuck!?" "Slut!" I barked. But the kissing no longer hurt me; rather, I was very much turned on by it. "I am a slut, baby," she confided. "Your slut, though," she added. "And I know I'm only doing what you want me to." Then she cried out even louder. "Oh fuck! Yeah, pinch my nipples, Kevin! Fuck me!!! I'm going to cum!" More Than a Threesome Before she did, I ran my hand down her back to her ass and then traced my forefinger through her crack until it came into contact with her asshole. Circling it and getting it wet, I angled it in such a way that it could enter her. While I have in the past played with my wife's asshole at her urging, I don't believe I had ever placed it far enough inside to be up to my knuckle, but that is exactly how far it was up her ass now. "Oh my god!!! I'm going to cum!!!" she shouted. Kevin was not far behind. "Ready? Here I come, too," he said without waiting for a response. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Ten minutes later we were both sitting in the front seat. "Are you mad?" she asked. "No, not at all. It was unbelievable, though. I'm still kinda in shock it all happened," I admitted. "Me too. So you're not mad at anything? The kissing didn't bother you?" I guessed she wanted it to at least "bug" me a little but not necessarily enough that it would hurt me. "Maybe surprised by it but not mad. Hell, I'm still a little stunned that I actually went down on another guy." "Yeah, oh my god, that was hot! So really, how was it?" "Definitely different. Not something I wanna do often or ever again for that matter. But you enjoyed it, huh?" "Yeah, I did. And I think Kevin really liked it, too, although he would probably never admit it. Where are we going now?" "This bar just down the street," I answered. "You okay to drive?" "Yeah, I only had two. You've had what, three wine coolers?" Brenda nodded. "You're well on your way." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Half an hour later, around 11:30, we were seated side by side in a booth in a semi-crowded Irish pub-style bar. It was dark and even though it was an older crowd, I did see some nice, young hot women strolling around the bar in their short shorts and equally short tops. "Who would you rather fuck? That blonde with the tight ass over by the bar or that brunette, the one with her hair back and the really big tits?" my wife posed to me. "Hmmmm...do I have to decide right now?" I teased. While it wasn't unusual for my wife to comment or point out an attractive woman to me, and in particular a certain feature of a woman, doing so in the context of which one would I rather "fuck", well now that was different. "Or would you prefer that guy over there? Maybe you could do him in the bathroom...fuck him in the ass and then tell me all about it?" "What if I wanted to be the one fucked in my ass?" I teased right back. "Bent over this table right here, fucked real good by a ten-inch dick. Would that turn you on?" "Fuck yeah! Go get me another wine cooler, please?" she asked. "Okay, but not right now. My cock's too hard and noticeable right now," I responded. She checked. "Oh my god, you are. Talking about fucking or being fucked by another guy is making you hard?" "No. I'm still thinking about which girl I'd wanna do. But now, definitely it would be the blonde. Bend her over this table and fuck her hard in that tight, little ass." "You and your ass fetish. Too bad, 'cuz that brunette's tits are really making me hot. I'd wanna lick all over her body, run my tongue all over her big, round boobs," she gushed. "Okay, I change my mind," I declared. We both laughed. We were having a great time, even if just talking about stuff. My mind was still reeling from what happened only forty-five minutes earlier. When I returned from getting another beer for me and a wine cooler for Brenda, she pushed her tits up against my arm and said, "See that girl over there?" "Yeah." "She's been looking over here at me." "Go get her then," I suggested. "I'm sure you would love that. Her tits are huge! She looks familiar but I can't place where." "I'll go to the bathroom," I started to say. "Give her an inquisitive look. I'll bet she comes over and starts talking to you. It is pretty obvious she's staring at you." "Okay, do it. Go." When I returned a few minutes later, indeed, the woman was standing at our table and talking with Brenda. She wasn't really fat but she certainly wasn't thin, either. But her tits were huge and her ass big and rounded and she did have a little stomach on her. Overall, though, she was an attractive woman. I'd put her around thirty-four or thirty-five. "Steve, this is Crystal. Crystal started to take a class with me a couple years ago at LCCC but she had to drop it after a couple of classes." "Hi," I said and extended my hand. "Steve. Nice to meet you, Crystal." "Hi," she said. "I kept looking over at Brenda and knew I saw her somewhere before but couldn't remember where. That and the fact she's lost a lot of weight. You really do look great, Brenda." "Thanks. Who are you here with?" Brenda inquired. "No one really. I come up here every now and then, especially since my divorce. I don't live that far away from here. I get a sitter and come up here. Pretty much my social life." Perfect, I thought, a barfly. And one with really nice, big tits, too. But Brenda probably would rule her out as a possibility since she kind of already knew her. "Wanna sit down and join us?" Brenda asked. "Sure. I'll be right back. I'll just tell some friends I'll be over here for awhile." "Okay." When she walked away Brenda winked at me. "Will she do?" she asked. "Are you serious?" She nodded. "Why not? Is she too heavy?" I swung my head around to check out Crystal's ass again and liked what I saw. "No, she'd do fine. But what do you think she'd say?" "I dunno. Let's sit here and talk with her for a bit and then in about ten minutes or so, go to the bathroom, shoot pool...just leave us alone for awhile and let me feel her out. Well, you know what I mean. I mean, she's up here basically by herself. Unless you still wanted to get another guy for you and me. I could maybe ask her if she could recommend someone." "No...no. One cock tonight was enough for me. So, you think you'd like to get busy with her?" "Ssshhh, here she comes," Brenda said under her breath. "So, what brings you guys all the way out here? You said you live in Oakwood Village, by the college. Not exactly your 'neck of the woods'." "Well, to be honest, Steve is looking for some pussy and I'm looking for another cock to play with." "Really now!?!" "Uh huh. The first guy tonight didn't quite satisfy me enough." Brenda laughed it off and so did I. I couldn't believe Brenda said that out loud but apparently Crystal wasn't buying it. She was laughing right along with us. Crystal was sitting in our booth right next to Brenda and so it put her right across from me. Because of this, I had a great view to envision her and my wife hooking up. Even though Crystal's tits were hefty, she wasn't wearing anything particularly tight or revealing. Nonetheless, in the booth seating, her tits were easily pushed up against the edge of the table. No doubt her knockers were D's or DD's. After only a few minutes and them talking about school and other boring topics, I got up earlier than expected to see if Brenda could steer the conversation in a more risqué direction. "I'll be back," I said out loud, although they didn't even seem to notice me leaving. After returning from the bathroom I went to the bar and ordered another beer for Crystal and another drink for Brenda. "Looks like someone's trying to get you drunk," Crystal teased as I placed the new drink next to her still half-filled bottle. "Not me," I held my hands in mock defense. Then in a more serious-sounding tone I said to Brenda, "Drink up, hon." And then winked when Crystal was looking away. "I'm gonna go shoot some pool." "Okay, Steve." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I waited by the pool table for about twenty minutes and was just about to start my first game when Brenda sidled up next to me. I never even saw her coming my way. "We're set, let's go." "Go? Go where?" "Home. And Crystal's coming with us." "You're kidding." "No, I'm not. She's in the bathroom and we're gonna wait outside for her. Come on." I could already feel my cock start to get hard at the thought of what might develop. "What did she say? What did you say?" "Are you okay to drive?" "Yeah, yeah...what the hell happened? It's kinda of quick, no?" "Are you complaining? It's past midnight, okay? She's gonna call her babysitter and see if she could spend the night. I guess her sitter has done it before." Once outside Brenda told me more. "She was looking for sex tonight, baby. After you dropped off the wine cooler and beer, I downed the other one and after you walked away, I asked her point-blank if she came to the bar tonight looking for sex. She laughed and said 'sorta'. Basically she said she's always looking for sex." "Get out!" "I'm serious. Anyway, I asked her if she wanted to come home with us. Just like that. And she said 'okay' with no hesitation whatsoever." "Wow." "I told her almost everything, even what we did earlier tonight. She said that was hot and she would love to be part of something like that, too." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Don't you think you'd be more comfortable in the back with me, Brenda?" Crystal cooed from the back seat of my Bonneville. Brenda turned around in her seat in the front next to me. "Sure, but I'd be worried about Steve not being able to drive well if I did that. Right, hon?" "Uh huh." As it was already I was having a difficult time and it had nothing to do with the three beers I had in the past three hours, either. "So, exactly what's going to happen tonight?" "Lots of fucking, I hope," Crystal blurted. I looked to the side at Brenda and gave her a questioning look. She knew what I wanted to hear. "Well, baby, for one, you and Crystal will be able to fuck. And two, Crystal and I will probably hook up, too." The word "probably" did not escape me but I decided not to push it at the moment. "And third, I'm gonna fuck you, too, baby." "Awesome! Fuck, I wish we weren't that far away," I said. "It's what, another ten minutes?" Crystal guessed. "Yeah," Brenda answered. "At least." Then my wife stroked my thigh, came into contact with my cock through my jeans and exclaimed, "Fuck, that's so hard, baby." "Don't cum yet, Stevie," Crystal mocked. "Maybe wait until you can slide it between my boobs." "Oh fuck..." If I didn't stop and think of something else and soon, I was going to cum in my pants. "You know, baby, Crystal's been with a woman before. Years ago." "Yeah...I was twenty or twenty-one, I can't remember for sure, and we were at a party. I wasn't dating anyone at the time and my best friend was in a really serious relationship at the time and we were down in the basement sitting on a couch. We were all pretty drunk and then she and her boyfriend started making out when all of sudden, she turned to me and her and I started making out. It was all very surreal." "Wow," I said. "I know. And then her boyfriend started telling us both what he wanted to see, basically saying we should take off each other's clothes. I was so drunk and so was she, we did it. There was a bedroom in the basement; we went in it, closed and locked the door and then tore off each other's clothes." "How did it go?" I asked. "Great. Then it was really great." "And that was the only time you were involved in one?" "Yeah. I was asked another time but said no. No way I was going to be involved like that again." "Why not? And what's different this time?" I prodded. "Don't wanna say," she responded. "Why not?" "Because it didn't end well. It was never the same for me and my friend after that." Brenda and I looked at one another. Even at almost 1:00 in the morning and minutes away from experiencing our first threesome, it gave us pause. If that one didn't end well, what's to say this won't end well, either. Crystal must have sensed our reaction. "No, for the couple it was fine. They stayed together, and even to this day, that I know of. They got married and everything. No, it was just different, trying to go back and just being friends. Brenda had it right when she told you, Steve, she didn't want to do it with someone you two knew well." "I guess." "Besides," Crystal continued, "tonight isn't a threesome technically." "It isn't?" I asked. I looked in the rearview mirror and even in the dark interior, I could see Crystal had an "oh fuck" look on her face. Even Brenda swung her head around to Crystal, surprised at what Crystal just admitted. "Three's okay but isn't four more fun?" Brenda asked sheepishly. "Four? What the hell are you talking about, honey?" "I have an FB, Steve," Crystal began. "He's who I call occasionally when I'm feeling the need." "An FB?" "Fuck buddy," Brenda replied. "Since Crystal's divorce was finalized a year and a half ago, she's had some guy who...well, you tell him, Crystal." "Hey, I'm no angel, but hell, it's better than being a slut, sleeping with any guy in sight, right? He's probably already sitting in your driveway." "Okay, so what the fuck? What the hell is going on?" We were on the street that led to our development and would be at our house in less than a minute and I was finding out there was more to this than the expected MFF threesome. "The fifteen minutes in the car with Kevin doesn't exactly match up to a night with you and two women, does it?" "I guess not. So, me and this guy are gonna....?" "Travis. His name is Travis," Crystal said. "And all we're gonna do is have fun. Okay?" "Okay," I relented. Brenda smiled at me and I smiled back. Tonight would definitely go down as a night to remember. I just didn't exactly know what it was we would have as a memory. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Crystal was in one bathroom getting ready while Brenda was in another. Brenda already expected this to happen so in a sense she was ready; however, having one man's cum already deposited into her pussy two hours earlier caused her to think about changing panties. Travis and I made small talk out in the family room. I made sure to close all blinds, though, in case we had any nosey neighbors. Who would be walking around in our backyard, though, at 1:00 AM? I wasn't going to take any chances. Travis was an okay-looking guy, not that I cared, of course. I was thinking about Brenda, though, ss in "which was one of us was making out on this?" kind of thing. Was Crystal a better looking woman than Travis was a guy? Or the other way around? He was younger, thirty-two we were told, and taller than me by maybe an inch and definitely a little leaner but his rugged face wouldn't necessarily appeal to most women, I imagined. But for Brenda, maybe she was only worried about the size and shape of his cock. She was always satisfied with my six and a half-inch cock, so I hoped for her sake he had at least that much. Kevin from earlier was about my size, too. I almost kind of hoped Travis had a big cock to see how Brenda would react until I realized I would probably have to put it in my mouth, too. Brenda brought out two big blankets and we spread them out on the floor. I had offered a beer to Travis and finished up mine rather quickly. Crystal and Brenda both still wore their jeans and tops. While it would have been nice and possible for Brenda to change into something a little more comfortable, Crystal did not want to try anything of Brenda's on. Her tits probably wouldn't fit in anything anyway. "Come here, baby," Crystal said to Travis. When they embraced, Travis' hands clamped onto her denim asscheeks. "Let's have fun, baby," she said softly into his ear. Meanwhile, Brenda and I shared a tender hug and kiss, too. "Trust me," she whispered. "And let go of any inhibitions and I will, too, okay?" I nodded. We both looked to Crystal who clearly seemed to be in charge. "Okay you two," she started, looking at us two guys. "We're gonna play a game called 'Copycat.' Brenda and I made it up at the bar and it goes like this. Whatever we do, you guys have to do. And when a time limit is required, we'll call it out beforehand so everyone is clear about it. Now, it could just be one of us, or both of us, or me doing something to one of you or Brenda doing the same. If I do something, then my counterpart, Travis, does the same thing. If I touch or pet Brenda, then Travis has to mimic it with Steve. I kiss Steve, Travis kisses Brenda. Got it?" Both Travis and I nodded. Holy fuck! "If the act isn't performed for the specified amount of time, then that portion of the game is over. And trust me, you don't want that part to end too soon." "Question," I announced. Brenda smiled. She knew I would have some sort of question. "Travis and I will be doing shit with each other, right?" "Uh huh." "Okay, I wanna know." Turning to Travis I asked, "I know you're not gay but are you bisexual?" "No, dude, I'm not. I've never done anything like this before, either. But Crystal and I are pretty open-minded and we've talked about doing something like this before. Trust me, I'm not gay and I don't think you're gay." Then he walked even closer to me, leaned in and spoke softly so the girls could not hear. "Come on, let's have fun with this. Can you imagine the possibilities? Let's just go with it." And in that very instant I was relaxed. What the hell, I thought. I'm in. I'll do anything, I told myself. Anything short of a cock shoved up my ass, that is. We were all sitting or lying down on the blankets. Crystal leaned over and real quick pecked her lips to Brenda's cheek. I braced myself as Travis did not delay in doing the same to me. Then, Brenda smiled, leaned over and did the same thing to Crystal's cheek. I returned in kind and kissed Travis' cheek. Of course, I expected Crystal to now lean over and peck Brenda's lips with her own or something similarly innocuous, but instead she announced "for 10 seconds" and reached out and began to rub and caress Brenda's tits on the outside of her clothes. My cock immediately sprang to life. "Probably not as much fun without bigger boobs," Crystal admitted. "But come on, Travis, feel Steve up." I actually closed my eyes and pretended it was Brenda or Crystal doing that to me and it actually felt nice. It was Brenda's turn now and I half-expected her to do the same thing Crystal did, but instead she told her to either stand up or lie on her stomach. Crystal laid down and then Brenda looked at me before she began to rub Crystal's ass. "For 20 seconds." I was loving the scene when it dawned on me around the 17th second I'd soon be doing the same thing to Travis' ass. "All right, Travis. Let's see how firm your ass is," I said. Brenda giggled as did Crystal. "Pretty firm, if you ask me," Crystal added. And it was, too. For twenty seconds, I rubbed another guy's ass. "Okay, done," I announced. "That actually felt nice, Steve," Travis said out loud. "Whatever." I looked to Brenda and Crystal to see what they might do now because it was definitely getting interesting. They did not disappoint, either. Crystal cozied up to Brenda, put her hand on Brenda's thigh and began rubbing up and down, all the while moving in for a long kiss, full tongue-on-tongue. I couldn't believe my own wife was being French-kissed by another woman. And then even more, Crystal ran her hand between Brenda's legs and was rubbing my wife's mound on the outside of her jeans. "Mmmphf..." Brenda sounded. "Do me, too," Crystal said. So for almost a minute, the women made out and rubbed each other's pussies. It was hot and I couldn't wait to see more. But then again, I remembered that Travis and I had to copy their act. The game would stop if we didn't and I really had to wonder if they meant it. "I don't know how long that was," Crystal began, "but we'll accept thirty seconds. Right Bren?" More Than a Threesome "Sure. Do you two think you might be more comfortable standing up?" I agreed so I stood up. Travis got up, as well. "Thirty seconds, huh?" "Yep. And look Crystal...look how hard they both are already." It was true. Seeing the scene of the two of them kissing and rubbing the front of each other's jeans got me rock hard and apparently Travis, too. As with Kevin earlier in the night, I told myself not to think about it and just do it. So I stepped toward Travis, put one hand on his hip and just started kissing him. He enthusiastically responded. But it got really weird when my hand went to his pants and his to mine. Weird because I liked it, especially him feeling me. It felt very good. "Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum...." I kept telling myself. "Wow, I fucking can't believe it, baby. That is so hot!" Brenda exclaimed. "Yeah, look at them...I think they like kissing each other," Crystal shouted. We parted even though it was probably a few seconds before our required 30 seconds were up but the girls didn't seem to care. "Okay, how about we change things up a bit?" I suggested. "What, baby?" "You two copy Travis and me." The girls exchanged amused glances. It was approaching 1:30 and we had to move things along. "Sure, okay," they both agreed. "Good." Without even consulting Travis, I walked behind him, put my arms around and grabbed onto his breasts, that is, if he had some. I then ran my hands in circles around his pecs. I thought about pushing my midsection against his ass but decided against it, it was simply too much, but I did kiss the side of his neck and then nimble on his ear. Knowing that everything I was doing Brenda would do to Crystal was making me continue. I just had to see Crystal's tits so I then reached my hand down his chest, rubbed his cock a few more times for good measure, and then brought his shirt up and over his head. I then stepped away from him to watch Brenda copy my actions, but before she could, Travis surprised all of us when he got behind me and did all the things I had done to him, even rubbing my cock the exact number of times I did to him. "Okay, now you two," Travis said. I sat down on the couch while Travis sat on the far side on the floor. "I'll go first, okay?" Crystal asked. Within two minutes, Brenda and Crystal were side-by-side in their bras after having been felt up by the other. "Hey, we're completely topless, shouldn't you two be, too?" I teased. "Let's not get petty, guys. Besides, would you rather see our tits or get blowjobs?" "Blowjobs," we said in unison. I started to walk toward Brenda but Crystal, who had turned toward Brenda herself to say something to her, turned back to me. "And where do you think you're going?" she queried. "Going to my wife for my blowjob. Is that okay?" "It would be if she was the one giving you yours, but I am. She'll be too busy sucking Travis to worry about you, though. Sorry," she muttered. Sorry? She was apologizing for telling me she was going to suck my dick? I looked at Brenda who smiled, shrugged her shoulders and said, "Enjoy it, Steve. I know Travis will enjoy his." And I stood there frozen as I watched my wife approach Travis, submissively drop to her knees and started to knead his cock through his pants. Within seconds, she was fishing his long cock out of his pants and then boxers. It was hotter and more real than watching her give Kevin a blowjob only a few hours earlier. "Come and get yours, Stevie," Crystal breathed. "Or would you rather help your wife?" I wanted a blowjob and believed I deserved one. After watching Brenda suck one guy and fuck him and now sucking another guy, I couldn't wait for Crystal to wrap her mouth around my cock. But her approach was a little different. For one, she stood right in front of me and put her left hand on my right shoulder, rubbing it. She then took her right hand and rubbed the front of my pants. At just a shade over 5'10", by no means did I tower over her, but she was probably only 5'4", if that, and therefore I was able to enjoy a delightful view of her cleavage. Meanwhile, Brenda was already sucking away at Travis' cock and still Crystal just tortured me with her touches. "I know you wanna feel them," she said. "Here, just a little feel," she said. She took my right hand in her left and then placed it on the outside of her bra. While I caressed her boobs, she skillfully undid my snap and zipper with her other, free hand. "They're sweet, huh?" Travis asked. I nodded. But then I cringed, too, because I knew Brenda would look up to see what Travis was referring to. Did I know my wife or what? Brenda paused from orally pleasuring Travis to witness my groping of Crystal's chest. "You like her tits, don't you, babe?" she asked me. "Yeah, but I like watching you suck Travis' cock more." And then she silently went back to doing just that. Luckily for me, Crystal started in on mine; my first blowjob in almost twelve years from someone other than Brenda. "Oh, what a nice cock, Stevie!" Crystal gushed. "Tastes so sexy....mmmmm." So there we were, two guys standing in the middle of my family room with my wife and an ex-classmate of hers kneeling on the floor with their mouths wrapped around our cocks. I must have had my eyes closed for a bit because the next time I focused on my wife, her bra was off and she was getting ready to wrap her tits around Travis' erect penis. "Come on, Stevie," Crystal shrieked. "Let's get a closer look." She got up and took my hand and we walked a few steps to Travis and Brenda. "Help her out, Steve." So I got down on my knees and grabbed a hold of her boobs to help slide them around Travis' dick. "No, lubricate it, Stevie. Suck his dick. You know you want to," Crystal spoke. I looked at Crystal for what seemed like a long time and then to my wife for an even longer period of time. "Yeah, baby...I wanna see that so bad," Brenda pleaded. I leaned over and with his cock still between her tits, slipped the head of it into my mouth. His cock may have been just a little bit longer than mine but was also a little thinner, too. When he slipped it back out and down through her tits, I leaned up and kissed Brenda passionately. When we parted, she squealed. "Mmmmm, that's so fucking hot, baby. Do it again. Suck his cock!" So I really threw myself into it. If I was going to please my wife and Travis at the same time, I figured I may as well do my best. I placed both my hands on the back of his ass and slid my tongue up and down his pole. Then, I tried to take as much of him into my mouth at once, and even though I didn't get very far, by the sounds he was making and the catcalls from Brenda and Crystal, I was doing a pretty good job. "Fucking homos," Crystal cried out. "I fucking love it!" Next thing I knew, Brenda was kneeling next to me on my left and Crystal was on my right. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Crystal was braless now, her tits almost right up against my right arm. "Off his ass and onto our tits, baby," Brenda announced. I took his cock out of my mouth momentarily and looked at Brenda's tits, saw some wetness on her nipples and smiled. "Crystal," she said in simple explanation of the wetness on the tips of her nipples being saliva from Crystal's mouth. When I looked to my right, Crystal stuck out her chest even more so and encouraged me to feel them naked now. When my hands were on each of their tits, I was told to continue sucking him. "When Travis is ready to cum, he'll let you know. When he does, get out of the way and let him spray each of our tits, okay?" "Mmmhmmmmmm....." I sounded. "Oh fuck....yeah...." Travis said. "Suck my cock, Steve...." I couldn't believe he said that but even more, I guess I couldn't believe I was actually doing it. And as much I was enjoying the scene, feeling both my wife's and Crystal's tits on either side of me as I sucked Travis, I could not wait to have Travis cum and be finished with blowing him. So I took a hand off one of the girls' tits, Crystal's, and slid it up and down his cock like I know I like it done to mine. "Come on Travis, cum for these ladies. Spray their tits with your sticky stuff!" "Holy mother of.....fuck!!!! Here it comes, girls!" I scooted back and away and watched as Brenda and Crystal huddled next to each other and watched as Travis commandeered his cock, pointed it at one set of tits and started discharging. It was an amazing scene to witness, especially since my wife seemed to be on the receiving end of most of his spunk. I sat down on the couch and saw my own cock so hard and very ready for action. "Wanna watch us lick each other's body clean?" Crystal smirked. "And then we'll help Travis do yours." "Sound good, baby?" Brenda inquired. Before I even nodded, Brenda surprised me and even Crystal by pushing her onto her back and attacking her huge tits with her mouth and tongue. I knew Brenda loved the taste of cum, but the way she was eating up Travis' was so hot to watch. The fact the cum was on Crystal's chest, neck and face made it all the more enjoyable. I didn't know how much longer I could stand it. My cock needed attention. "Why don't you start, Trav," Crystal said as she begun to lick Brenda's tits. "We'll be there soon to get more cum." So I watched the girls lick and kiss one another as Travis started to pay my cock some attention. At this point, I could care less who or what was sucking me; it felt wonderful. "Come on, let's help him out," Brenda said. "Why don't we take off our jeans first," Crystal suggested. "Travis seems to managing fine for now, right hon?" "Mmmmm...uh huh," he took a break to say. After the girls got naked and began hugging each other and kissing, too, I was ready to blow in a few minutes. I asked if they would be helping Travis soon and also if I, too, would be spraying their tits with my cum. "What do you think, Bren? Where should your husband cum?" "I know," she said excitedly. "How 'bout on our asses? I know he loves cumming on mine." "Okay." Crystal then slid up next to her fuck buddy, Travis, and started feeling his ass and pushing her tits against his back and the side of his arm. "You do that so good, baby...maybe you can make sucking cock a habit, huh?" Crystal teased. "And give up your pussy? No way," he countered. "How about Brenda's pussy? Wanna eat her pussy?" Travis hummed around my cock and nodded. I watched as Brenda took off the rest of her underwear and then watched as she helped Crystal with hers. Now everyone was totally naked. Brenda got on her hands and knees and faced away from me, shaking her ass at me. Soon, I knew I'd be cumming on it and it was almost too much for me. I pulled Travis off my cock and told him to slow down. With Crystal next to him, I was mesmerized by her tits. I was hardly paying attention when she took me next into her mouth, fondling my balls. "You gonna cum on Brenda's ass?" Crystal asked, leaving my cock wet for now. "Uh huh." "And mine, too?" "Uh huh." "Good boy. Get him nice and ready, Trav. And get ready to blow your load, Stevie...." Crystal moved next to Brenda in the same position. She was so close, she turned to Brenda and they kissed. That did for me. "I'm gonna cum!!!" As Travis did before me, I, too, angled my cock to shoot out toward the girls, but instead of directing it toward their tits, I had to do more so downward to their asses. The first blast hit Brenda's lower back and the second reached the top of her sweet ass. Then onto Crystal two smaller splotches of my cum landed on hers. While I collapsed on the couch to recover, the three of them got busy. First, Travis licked my cum off of Crystal's ass and then he went to work on my wife's. When Brenda looked back and realized it was not me licking her ass, she squealed. "Oh my god, that's not Steve?" "No, sweetie, it's my guy. You like?" "Fuck yeah." Crystal smiled at me and then winked. "Yeah, I like it, too." She then crawled over to where Travis was running his tongue all around Brenda's ass and joined in. "God, that's so fucking hot," I said. "She loves having her ass kissed...and two of you doing it...wow!" "Mmmmmmmmmmm......" Brenda sounded. Crystal maneuvered and elbowed Travis out of the way. "I'm taking over, babe," she announced. But now that it was just Crystal behind her, she didn't just kiss and lick Brenda's ass. She went for more delectable areas. Grabbing onto her ass, Crystal and her tongue reached up and underneath for Brenda's pussy. "Ohhhh fuckkkk!" elicited Brenda. Her head fell to the carpet and she was really enjoying the talented tongue of her new friend. "God Crystal...your tongue feels amazing." "Fuck me, Travis!" Crystal barked. Crystal slapped Brenda's ass and told her to get on her back. She wasn't done with Brenda's pussy, that was for sure. It only took a few minutes of watching this trio fucking and eating pussy for me to recover and get hard again. I stroked my cock as I looked at Brenda's face awash in pleasure. "She's good, baby.... Not as good as you, but pretty close." After another minute passed, Brenda announced she was going to cum. Travis slowed down his fucking of Crystal from behind but gave no indication he came or that he was done. Meanwhile, Crystal was patient as Brenda was enjoying her climax but as soon as it seemed Brenda was done, she said, "Okay sweetie...switch. I know Steve here probably can't wait to see you dine on my pussy, isn't that right, Stevie?" I nodded. Of course it was a fantasy of mine. "Okay, I'll try it." But Brenda was obviously hesitant. "And Steve," Crystal continued, "it's okay if Travis fucks Brenda now, right?" "Of course." "Brenda, that's okay with you, too, right? If Travis fucks you while you eat my pussy?" "Absolutely." No hesitation there whatsoever. But getting into position between Crystal's legs was proving to be too difficult. "Come on, sweets...he's not gonna put it inside you until you're licking me," Crystal warned. "This is what you've always wanted, huh, babe?" she asked me. "Yeah. Go on," I said. "You're gonna love it, baby." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ [Half hour later] I couldn't believe I actually fucked another woman and right in front of my wife, too. Of course, any guilt I might have felt was mitigated by watching her get fucked by Travis a few minutes before and by Kevin a few hours earlier, not to mention that during our fucking, Brenda led Travis down the short hallway to our bedroom a few minutes before Crystal and I came. Crystal and I did not hook up until Travis came and unleashed a big load of cum inside Brenda. Like Travis and Brenda, I fucked Crystal from behind; however, unlike Travis and Brenda with Crystal, it was only the two of us while Travis and my wife looked on. I kept waiting for Brenda to come and join us, even asking her to do so, but she had remained on the floor curled up next to Travis and playing with his cock, urging it to get hard again, before they would eventually get up and leave. "Oh god, your cock felt so good, Steve....." Crytal commented as we laid in the middle of my family room on heavy blankets. "Fucked me real good, too." "My pleasure, Crystal. Wow is all I can say." "Is that your bedroom down that way?" she asked. "Yeah, a first-floor master bedroom." "Are you okay with them being in there alone? I mean they closed the door and everything." Crystal had gone from lying on her side to laying on her stomach next to me. In this position I could see her ass but her tits were pretty much hidden from me now. I got into the same position, hiding my wet and now limp cock. "I guess. Of course I'm a little jealous, wondering what they're probably doing and all, but I love her and I know she loves me. But I really can't be mad; after all, it was my idea." "Well I figured that; it's always the guy, right?" "I suppose. But there's something I think you should know, Crystal. You and me, or more specifically you....." "Yeah?" "You're only the second woman I've ever been with, Crystal." "Seriously?" "Uh huh. I mean I had girlfriends before Brenda, of course, but we never went all the way. It was always something, some reason not to." "Wow, so when did you meet Brenda?" "When I was thirty." "Wow! Thirty?" "Uh huh. And then after dating for two weeks, bam! We had sex." "Cool. And what about Brenda? Before you met her, how experienced was she?" "More than me, that's for sure," I chuckled. "We've talked about it some. In some ways it was hot to hear stories of her past, in other ways it made me jealous. But I realize it was a time before she knew me. She did what she did and I did what I did. But then the more we talked of fantasies, which I've always thought was healthy to talk about, the more we both started thinking it could actually happen one day. And then there were different variations, her with another woman, me with another guy." "That was pretty hot," she remarked. "It was definitely interesting. I'm not sure about ever doing it again but Brenda seemed to enjoy it a lot. It was the only reason I considered even doing it." "Of course, you figured tit for tat. You and a guy means fair play for her and another woman. You don't fool me," she teased. "You got me." "Steve, you're not a bad looking guy." As she said this she lifted herself up first on her elbows and then supporting her upper body by her outstretched arms. She motioned for me to lie flat on my back and when I did so, Crystal and her big tits were hovering just above me. "You like big tits, huh?" "Sure, but I'm probably more an ass man." "Oh? Then you wouldn't like this?" she asked as she passed her boobs over my face, first her left boob sliding over my nose and then by the time her right boob passed over, my tongue was out and licking it. "Mmmmmm, nice Steve..... I like my boobs to be kissed, licked and bitten gently." I grabbed the sides of her breasts and pushed them together, running my tongue between them. But as soon as I did, I pulled back. "This isn't right. I mean, it was never supposed to be like this, me in one room with you and her in another room with another guy." "Let's go check on them then, if you want. Maybe that's what she wants us to do anyway, come and join them in your bed," Crystal suggested. "Maybe." Then after another moment's thought, "Okay, let's go." We both got up and tiptoed down the hallway to just outside the bedroom door. The sounds were muffled but it definitely sounded like they were having sex. "After you," I said. Crystal slowly opened the door only to hear two words that clearly pierced my ears but also my heart. "Go away." It was Brenda, basically telling us in no uncertain terms to leave them alone. Ouch. On our way back into the family room Crystal tried to console me. "She was probably just embarrassed. I wouldn't worry about it. After all, you got me right now, that is, if you want me again." "Follow me." I grabbed her by the arm and walked to the staircase. Determinedly, I walked up the steps to the guest bedroom. It was small, only had a full bed, but was more than enough for our purposes. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Oh god, that sounded bad, didn't it?" Brenda asked. "No, not really," Travis answered. "Yes it did. I'm just so into you fucking me now, Travis...." Travis was spooning Brenda and entering her from behind. His dominant right hand was over her side and cupping her boobs and at the very moment Crystal opened the door, Brenda and Travis were engaged in a pretty deep kiss, too, at the time. She knew it was probably too much and felt guilty, so when the door opened, she immediately put up a defense mechanism.