And the guest makes three [MFF]

Last weekend, my wife and I had a friend from college come stay with us. It’s her friend; they were roommates sophomore year, then lived in a house with two other girls (I can’t even imagine what that was like) for two more years before they all graduated. When I met my wife, she was the first friend she introduced me to. Sarah is her name, the friend. My wife is McKenzie.

Sarah is a wild, funny and kind of loud individual. She has an absolutely beautiful smile, perfect teeth. Long, blond hair down to the tops of her breasts and the average body type: That is not super fit, but not overweight. She has a roll or two when she sits or leans forward.

She’s well-endowed in most areas. Size CC cups, a thick waist and even thick ass. Short legs with wonderfully luscious thighs. She stands at about 5’5, not tall at all.

My wife is about 5’7, blonde hair at about the same length and an even more gorgeous smile. Her weight is about the same as Sarah, 150 or so, but her cup size tops out at only 34 C. Her waist and rear are smaller, but not by much. She fills out a pair of yoga pants or jeans just fine, leaving little to the imagination.

My wife and I have always been very open, sexually, about what we like, dislike, fantasize about and hope to try someday, either soon or down the road. A threesome, both MFF and MMF have been in the conversation of “someday” but I never expected it to come to fruition.

When McKenzie told me Sarah would be coming to stay with us a month ago, something was off about her. There was always a lingering silence, like I was missing out on something or that she wasn’t giving me the full truth. I’d later find out why that was.

But I continued on with my daily life of work and lifting and hiking through the trails that surround out town. The day sand weeks went by, and then Sarah arrived. I had nearly forgotten all about the stay.

On Friday, we spent time catching up. Having beers and wine and grilling out. It’s been relatively cool these past few weeks. They got along just like old times, like they picked up right where they left off two years ago, our wedding day. That’s the last time I or McKenzie saw Sarah.

We spent Saturday hiking and enjoying the sights, and there was something in the air. Not just the cool breeze of a late July weekend, but an electricity. A suspense filling our apartment. I asked McKenzie a few times that day what she was thinking about and she’d just smile and say “you. us. This weekend. It’s been fun.” And nod off to whatever she was doing.

We got back to our apartment around 6 p.m. Saturday. I was hot and sweaty and was first to shower. I gave myself a good clean, as you would with any shower I hope, and dried off before coming back out in just some basketball shorts and an old ratty t-shirt. Sarah and McKenzie sat on our bed, on the covers, in just their sports bras and hiking shorts. They could’ve been sisters for all I knew. McKenzie just hiding the secret for some sick fun and a later date reveal.

It was cool in our bedroom and I could see their nipples poking their way through the tough black fabric of their bras. I gave the notifying “next up” as I walked into the room. They were both on their phones, and McKenzie closed out and hopped up. She walked up to me, across the room smiling, and gave me a kiss. It was longer than what we usually do when there’s someone else in the vicinity. Something was up. As she trailed out into the hallway, she shouted back, “Ask him! While we can!”

I snapped back at her in kind of a silly motion. “Ooo. Ask me what?” I asked, climbing onto the bed, replacing McKenzie on my side.

“There’s really no super cool or sexy way to put there. It’s not like a movie or a book. So, I’ll just say it. If you’re up for it, McKenzie and I would like to have a threeway with you. Right now.”

I just stared at her. Not sure if she was serious or joking. But the idea had me already aroused. I had first been attracted to Sarah three years ago on a beach day. It was the first time I noticed all of her. Her figure, her smile, her demeanor in how she talked and acted. Physically, I was drawn to her. But never did I think I’d be with her sexually or did I wish to leave McKenzie for her. She was just an overly attractive woman to me.

But now, there was this opportunity. I laughed at first. I had to. Anyone would’ve, don’t lie to yourself. But she moved toward me, putting her hand on my crotch and feeling for whatever she hoped to find. In just my basketball shorts, with no underwear, it didn’t take long for her to get an answer out of her question.

“Seriously. You can ask her yourself while I shower.” I didn’t even notice, but McKenzie was standing in the doorway, watching Sarah grope me and me not push back. Not resist in anyway. Fear, at first, jumped into my heart. But she was smiling. This was real. This was actually something she wanted.

Sarah gave McKenzie a kiss on the lips, quick and soft, as she moved past her. McKenzie was completely naked, her body revealed the both of us, and she was blushing.

“So, I see she asked you. What do you think?” She asked. I told her I couldn’t believe it. That this wasn’t ever on my radar. Not with Sarah at least. She reached over to removed my shorts, and I let her. I was fully erect now, the two of us, just naked in the same room we’d had sex nearly 100 times. But this was about to be completely different. We were about to add another part.

She began on my, like we often do, giving me head while I caress her head and pace her along how I want it. I responded after five or so minutes by returning the favor. That’s when it first happened. As McKenzie lie there moaning and pacing me along now, Sarah stood next to the bed, wiggling her hand under my pelvis, searching for me. And she found it.

I love eating out my wife. Next to sex, it’s my favorite thing in the world. The intimacy and the physical taste of being between her legs, but now I had hands on me in a situation I had never experienced before. I stopped for a moment to give Sarah recognition, that it was ok and keep going…or I guess start going. But McKenzie quickly forced by head back down, as we began what would be one of the most memorable sexual experiences, for all of us.

Sarah climbed on the bed and I had contorted by body to be facing her, so that she could have easier access to start on me. First, she just used her hands, but quickly slid halfway off the bed and started to suck. It was the first blowjob in five and a half years I got from someone who wasn’t my wife, and it felt insanely different. And better. She used so much more saliva and was able to take all of me over and over again. More in and out motion rather than actual sucking and blowing. I was getting distracted and starting moan, and McKenzie noticed.

She pulled up the bed and left me there, watching me, watching Sarah go to town like she hadn’t eaten in a day. I looked back at her and all McKenzie was doing was smiling. She rolled me onto my back, and we paused to reposition. I sat against the headboard, Sarah down on me and McKenzie retreating to Sarah’s rear. “Well, this my first time with a woman,” McKenzie said, staring at what I assumed was Sarah’s clean-shaven pussy and rear.” Sarah glanced up at me, as she continued to suck softly, and winked. That was incredible. Lightning shot through my toes and I thrust upward into her mouth. She responded by holding me there, her lips pressed against the hood of my pelvis, fully engulfed in her throat. I hadn’t noticed McKenzie had already started on Sarah, and it was making Sarah slobber uncontrollably.

The thing I remember most about this whole scenario was how real it was. It was nothing like a hot porn or steamy movie. It was really funny actually. As in, we weren’t hot and heavy for each other, and it wasn’t emotionally intimate. But we were having so much fun doing all these things. I had such great enjoyment watching my wife orgasm as she jerked me off while sitting on Sarah’s face (per Sarah’s request).

We talked and laughed; moaned and struggled to get around each other. It was just a queen bed after all. And with three adult humans rolling around, we definitely had some bruises afterward.

The most amazing part for me was fucking Sarah from behind, with my wife getting eaten out. I made direct contact with McKenzie most of the time, except for when I was watching my cock slide in and out from her cheeks, effortlessly, and listening to her moan into my wife. I made Sarah’s ass as red as a tomato, squeezing it and smacking it; even attempting to hug it as a fucked her in true doggy style formation.

But as you know, all good things must come to an end. And as I kneeled there behind Sarah, I felt the pressure building. There was no moment of zen where all three of us knew simultaneously that I was about to finish, so I simply announced it. “I’m going to cum. Like, really close. How should we finish this?”

The response made me laugh. Sarah, without missing a beat, responded. “You can cum on your wife. But we’re going to keep playing until we’re tired.”

And that was that. I continued behind Sarah for a while until I was ready, then asked her to finish me on my wife’s ass. She jerked and sucked for no less than a minute before I busted a few ropes down her back, collecting in a pool toward the small of her back.

I flipped over and laid there, watching them switch positions after Sarah wiped off McKenzie. I watched as they 69’d, bringing each other to climax two or three times. I made a fucking sandwich while they continued on. We took on another round, but it just wasn’t the same. It never really ended for them, but for me I just re-entered. I swapped back and forth, mainly in missionary while the other one took a break. Eventually, it was pitch black out, just after midnight, when we were all laying there.

I was on the left, Sarah in the middle and McKenzie on the far side. I had begun to just lightly finger Sarah as she slowly just flopped around with my dick. McKenzie was fast asleep and soon the two of us did as well. When we woke up, we all smiled and just accepted this was a new leg to the book of our lives. Or some cheesy shit like that. We’ve texted back and forth about it, but there have been no regrets in the week passing.

Threesomes may be a continuation of McKenzie and I’s marriage moving forward, and we’ve both expressed interest in doing another, with either a stranger, one of my friends or in MMF fashion. I enjoyed the attention I got and they both expressed to me they liked that, too.

I never imagined this happening and I was only recently this week prompted to write about it and post here by a good friend I confided in about it (I like storytelling). I hope you enjoy and if you have any questions, please feel free to send me a PM. If another situation like this occurs, I’ll be sure to start part two. Thanks for reading!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6rnpfu/and_the_guest_makes_three_mff