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I lifted her thighs up and out, opening her up and pulling her tight against my mouth. I brought some to my lips and drank in the taste, the smell. Well, actually, it used to be "couples" vacation time with John's wife visiting us as well until a few years back when John pissed Patti off with a tasteless remark that suggested he'd dress up to impress my wife, Jenny, but didn't need to work so hard with Patti after 13 years.

This led, again, not to the expected shut-down but more questions from Jenny. Abruptly, John pushed her head away. I saw her eyes fixate on his hard prick and imagined what she was thinking. Bill, please help me get upstairs.

I reached out and stroked her ass and pussy, feeling how incredibly wet she was, her warm slippery girl-cum coating my fingers. She made a soft cooing sound and pulled her heels up into the air again. So, imagine my astonishment when, instead, she said Let's back up and put a framework around this event. John kept licking her as I crawled up onto the bed and nudged her lips with the head of my erection, smearing precum across her open, panting mouth. As always seemed to happen when John was in the mix, some of the banter was about getting naked and about group sex and I knew that he would test the limits, that my wife would play along with the joke and then firmly put him in his place.

John and I talked about how incredible it was to see our wives breaking the rules and immersing themselves in the sexual moment, how beautiful they looked caught up in an ecstatic encounter with our friends. I moved behind her again and John kissed her, his hands fumbling with her tits. She broke the kiss and trailed her lips down, across his chest, across his abdomen. Suffice to say that there were multiple levels of sexual energy and flirtation going on. I reached around, unfastening her jeans and then pulled them down over her hips, carrying her black satin panties down her thighs.

Samantha was just drunk enough to demonstrate this on one of the wooden columns supporting the roof of the bar's patio, languidly grasping the pole, leaning back and swiveling her hips to the reggae beat. We only want to do this if you feel comfortable with it. Her mouth was open in an excited 'O' and her eyes were closed. Jenny rolled over onto her side and kissed him, slow and deep. I pulled Jenny all the way through the door and watched her face as she looked at John's naked body. Search Forums.

I know that John had drooled for years over Jenny's differences, the over-abundant tits, the womanly hips and ass, the chestnut hair and small girlish mouth. John grasped Jenny's shoulders and urged her onto her back on the bed. Then Jenny jerked as if hit with an electric shock and blurted, "Wait, I don't think I can do this. Her eyes followed as he rose from the bed, illuminated by the light from the living room, his cock bouncing in midair, heavy, firm. I can't.

Unfortunately or so it seemedSamantha insisted on calling it a night around midnight and we dropped her off at her apartment.

I thought he might draw back, knowing that she had my precum still drying on her lips, but he kissed her back as if trying to devour her. Not wanting to let the energy die between my wife and my best friend, I then slid back and offered her writhing body to him. I reveled in that first intense touch for a moment, then thrust deeper as she caressed my cock with her tongue.

He slid up onto the middle of the bed and lay on his back, his dick straining up into the air, reaching almost to his navel. Are you OK? She wouldn't let it go, though. I ground myself against her as he urgently pressed his body into hers, rubbing her up and down. John's hands explored her waist and then slid down inside the back of her jeans, I cupped her breasts from behind and felt her large nipples harden beneath the slippery fabric of the bra.

Taking her hand, I brought her fingers to my engorged cock and she clutched me enthusiastically, beginning the stroke me in time with the dance she was doing with her hips. The mattress dipped as he kneeled between her spread knees, still held up in the air.

Without missing a beat, he said, "Would you like to find out? The evening had begun simply enough. Her boobs tumbled out and he thumbed her nipples, then bent to take one in his mouth. Go to My Wife's First Threesome. I strained with all my might, burying my tongue inside of her and twitching it. I love you so much, and I will still love you as much after seeing you with him. She turned her head and enveloped me with her lips. I'm average or slightly above, and John is not huge but he's both a little longer and noticeably thicker than me.

I knocked on the guest room door and then opened it. After a few minutes, she began a muffled moaning around my cock always and forever the most erotic sound I can imagine and then let me slip from her mouth as her body went rigid with her second orgasm. Our hands roamed over her skin and over the black satin bra that remained. Both she and my wife were blessed with breasts that were impossible to ignore on their short-waisted Irish-girl frames. I took the opportunity to plaster my mouth against her pussy and push my tongue as deep as I could.

I was the deated driver, observing all of this with a clear head. John was spending some vacation time with my wife and I, as he did pretty much every year.

I felt her reach out and caress his penis and heard John's intake of breath at the sensation. I stepped away just long enough to shed my own clothes, watching all the while as they explored each other. I lay down beside them and caressed her breasts and her belly as John rested his cheek on her inner thigh, teasing her by swiping his tongue ever so softly across the hood of her clitoris at random intervals and watching her jerk and twist as if from an electric shock.

She jerked against me like a gaffed fish and grabbed my hair. And then Jenny shattered every preconception that I carried into the conversation. Show Thre Show Posts. Although Jenny was willing to listen to a few references to this scene and others, she had made it very clear in the past that she would NEVER be willing to do anything but talk about it. Some of these included adventures from the days before I knew Jenny, including the college days that John and I shared and experiences involving John, Patti, Kim my first wife and me.

Precum glistened on her fingers in the low light.

True Story - My Wife's First Threesome It must have been about 1 AM; there we were, the three of us, sitting in the living room and talking and joking about the evening and about our shared history. Let's go downstairs to the guest bedroom. Jenny knew about one memorable evening when the teasing and flirting ended up in the story thing: a five-way group scene with the four of us and a mutual male college friend.

So I murmured over and over, "It'll be OK if we do. I don't think it's right. The lights were out, but we could see John lying on the bed, naked, fondling his cock. I was beside myself, seeing her lips stretched around his girth, watching her enjoy it as she picked up the pace and began plunging him into her mouth, using her left hand to squeeze and stroke the thick base of his shaft, saliva running down over her slick milking fingers. Patti, John's absent wife, is another cute Irish girl, dark Wifes hair, big smile, but built different from Jenny, slim with small firm breasts.

Perhaps I'll try and story make some sort of sense out of that in another story. She wanted to know just how that five-way got started, and so John and I filled in the details how everybody but Patti had been threesome to jump in for months and how we tested John's impression that the time had finally come by getting involved in a sophomoric game involving blindfolds, kissing and guessing who the kisser was. This first evening, I was mildly surprised when the typical passing remark about wild sexual times with the gang from college days elicited not a change in subject from Jenny, but instead some questions.

Then, slowly, inexorably, she stretched her lips up and over the head, dropped her jaw and slid that monster into her mouth. Jenny had never been able to overcome her gag reflex, so I resisted the urge to thrust all the way into her throat; instead I penetrated about halfway each time, slowly, feeling her work me with her lips and tongue. I leaned against the side of the mattress and watched her face. She was a little unsteady from all the alcohol and, I'm sure, the conflicting emotions bouncing around her Wifes. John could drink like a sailor on shore leave and he was successful in first the girls to keep pace, ordering sweet drinks with sexually-charged names.

She gasped each time he hit her bulging clit at the top of each stroke.

She came to the shining glans and stretched out her tongue, cupping it and caressing underneath. Samantha had this running joke about how she could always fall back on pole dancing in a gentleman's club to pay her tuition if her student loans fell short an enormous turn-on to hear this from this petite, smart, seemingly-shy college senior. It was her turn to draw in a loud breath and I saw her start that familiar rhythm, hunching her hips up against his mouth.

She moaned wordlessly now and threw her first threesome I knew her pussy was greedily spasming around his fingers as she came for the first time. We both drank in the story of her, heavy tits now swung out onto either side of her ribcage, pink nipples stiff. I want you to feel this; I know what it's like and you deserve to know too. As we continued to caress Jenny, I gradually peeled her top up and over her head. John was hunching his hips up now, erratically, one hand grasping the back of her neck, begging her to go just a little deeper.

Then I turned her and held her from behind as John kissed her, stooping a little to fit his 6-foot frame to her 5-footinch one. As she would say, she had the boobs for it, and she did. There's a story or two there as well, involving Samantha and John on vacations. As I worked the jeans the rest of the way off, John released the multiple hooks on her bra. She said, "I've always wondered what it would feel like, to be with more than one person at a time.

So, anyway, the evening began with dinner for the three of us plus Wifes younger sister, Samantha.