Sharing is caring [m/f/f]

Apparently my wife likes women too.

I mean, I always knew it. She’s told me about her threesomes in the past. And I also understand that she really likes to fuck. Shelly has known that since she first got fucked by someone other than herself. But I suppose I always underestimated how much she liked the idea of another woman pleasuring her, and vice-versa.

The idea of another woman fucking my wife is a little easier to take than another man. I’m not sure why I feel better about her fucking a woman, but maybe it has something to do with being competitive, or somehow not measuring up to another man. Either way, I’m eager to explore this new discovery.

Shelly and I agree we need to make this happen, and we set out to do so.

Our plan is simple, our target needs to be an attractive woman in an open relationship, or single, and interested in at least women. Men would be an added bonus but not a necessity.

We headed out to our favourite bar and got hunting. We had decided that a certain amount of alcohol would help the situation. Loosen all of us up for this new experience. Luckily, we hit the jackpot our first night. It’s not too hard for her and I. My wife is an extremely hot brunette who oozes sexuality, and I’m and attractive man who usually has no problem finding women who are attracted to me. The two of us together would make most people hot and bothered. And on this night, that’s exactly what happened.

We spotted her across the bar as soon as we walked in. She looked like a woman who was travelling on business. She had her laptop out and was feigning doing some work. Her dark rimmed glasses were perched on the end of her nose, and her blouse was unbuttoned just to expose her cleavage enough and to see that her tits were ample. Her white blouse revealed her perky breasts and her nipples were pushing against it, firm and erect. I figured she wasn’t working on that laptop. More likely reading some erotic stories to get herself fired up for her lonely hotel room later. Her tight, black skirt had a long slit up the side and showed off her long, muscular legs. She was damn near a 10 and I could tell Shelly was into her.

We seated ourselves on the opposite corner of the bar across from her and ordered two margaritas, on the rocks. Shelly leaned over to the woman on her computer, and asked her what she was drinking.

The woman was startled at first, but after seeing my wife and I she opened up quickly. Shelly asked if we could buy her a drink, and after undressing my wife with her eyes, she ordered a cosmopolitan. I was getting the idea she wasn’t interested in me, but I was ok with that.

Her name was Jolie, and she was in town for the night on business. She travels a lot and is used to getting hit on in bars, but not usually by women, or couples. Her body language was looking very promising. I introduced myself as Shelly’s husband and got my first glimpse of an attraction from her. She was certainly interested in me, but more so in my wife.

After we drank our first round, Jolie asked us if we wanted a shot of tequila. This was our preferred shot so we quickly agreed. We all shot them back, with Jolie spilling a little bit into her cleavage. My wife was quick to wipe her tits off with a napkin, and she took her time to make sure she got it all off of her.

This must have been a signal for Jolie, because she got up from the bar and said she had to go the bathroom, and asked my wife to accompany her. Shelly did not hesitate, and got up immediately to go with her to the bathroom.

I had been anticipating some excitement for the night, but this was escalating quickly. I asked the bartender for a nice bottle of red wine to go, and for the tab, expecting to be moving on to something more exciting after the women got back from the bathroom. My thoughts were whirling thinking about what might be happening in there between those two knockouts and I could feel the blood flowing to my crotch.

Jolie and Shelley were not gone long, but when they returned they were both clearly very distracted. As Jolie gathered up her laptop and coat, I whispered to Shelley ‘what is going on, what happened in there?’

Shelley said ‘never mind, just play along, you won’t be disappointed. We are heading to her hotel, and she’s in, to fuck me at least, and she’s ok with you being there too.’

Shelly and Jolie clasped hands and led us out the door. Jolie’s left hand was on my wife’s ass and her right hand was holding Shelly’s as they exited the bar in front of me. Jolie did not seem interested in me, and that was ok by me. The thought of my wife getting fucked by a woman was enough for me, for now.

The hotel was walking distance from the bar, and very soon we were in the elevator on our way up to the penthouse suite. Shelly and Jolie rode the elevator face-to-face and chest-to-chest, their eyes locked the entire way. Nobody spoke a word, but you could cut the sexual tension with a knife.

When the elevator rang for the top floor, the doors opened up directly to the penthouse suite. The view of the city was stunning, and the view of these two hot women was even more stunning.

My wife slipped into the washroom once the elevator doors closed. She likes to be clean, and I’m sure that’s what she was doing.

While she was in there Jolie finally turned to me and said ‘I hope your wife is as much of a slut as she says she is, because I have yet to meet a woman who is as much of a dirty whore as I am. I am ready to get banged real nasty tonight.’ She accentuated this statement by grabbing my balls and squeezing, harder than I enjoyed. I jumped back from her and leaned over in pain. I was mad, but also aroused. I could feel the blood rushing.

I had a lump in my throat and swallowed hard. ‘Well if I know my wife, I think you are in for a treat. She is the nastiest slut I know, and I doubt you can keep up.’

‘Well you better be right, because if not, I might need to take it out on you.’

This exchange was so intense, we hadn’t realized that Shelley had come back from the washroom and had seen most of it. ‘Listen here you fucking slut, if I can’t fuck you like you want, then you WILL get hammered by him. And you will take it in every hole you cheap, dirty whore.’

This had escalated quickly, and Jolie was angry. Hot, bothered, and angry. She ripped her blouse off and threw it at Shelley. Her tits were exposed and heaving up and down with each angry breath. Her nipples gave away how she was truly feeling, as they stood erect and proud. Her bra was see through, and her areola was the size of small saucers and covered half of her breasts in a milk chocolate brown tint. She dropped her skirt and was wearing a red g-string. The dark red area between her legs gave away her dampness. Apparently she really liked being angry.

She looked and me and pointed to a chair and angrily told me to sit the fuck down. I obeyed. She then turned to my wife and her tone became softer. ‘I want you to slowly undress, and make it hot.’

Jolie walked over and put on some music. It was Lou Reed’s Walk on the Wild Side, one of Shelly’s faves. My attention turned to my slutty wife. She was wearing a black button down shirt, tight blue jeans, and a pair of black boots that reached up to her mid-calves.

She reached down and starting unlacing her boots. Jolie went over and poured three glasses of wine, handed one to me, set one down for Shelly, and sat down in front of my wife to watch the show.

Shelly had her boots off and was unbuttoning her shirt. Amazingly I noticed a dark blue spot forming in her crotch as well. She was excited for this. She discarded her shirt on the floor, and was left wearing her hot black lace bra. Her tits looked amazing in that bra, and I was proud she was showing them off to another woman. As she moved to start taking her pants off I noticed Jolie’s hand moving down toward her crotch. She was rubbing herself and starting to moan at the show in front of her.

Once Shelley had her pants off her obedient persona started to change. She pulled off her thong and threw it on the floor. This was followed by her bra. ‘I don’t know who you think you are, but I hope you’re ready for this!’ Her naked body was amazing against the city twilight. Her perky tits were accentuated by her hard nipples, the size of dimes, and standing out in their full glory. She had her legs slightly open in a commanding stance, and I could see the silhouette of her curvy ass against the backdrop. Her neatly manicured pussy hair was curled slightly and lined in a neat strip leading down to her proud clitoris, where it protruded and throbbed, ready to be ravished.

Jolie yelped and for the first time seemed like she was genuinely nervous about what she had gotten herself into. My sexually charged and fully in charge wife strided confidently towards Jolie, grabbed her by her hair, pulled her down onto the couch and proceeded to mount her face. ‘I’m gonna fuck your face hard you slut!’ she exclaimed.

As you can imagine, I was a little turned on by this. Still uncertain of my role, I decided that I would undress and free my bulging cock from its restraints. I stood up and started to undress, all the while not taking my eyes off my wife, and the face fucking she was giving to this woman we had just met. Her tits were bouncing up and down, and I could tell by her moans she was starting to cum. She had reached behind her and was trying to finger fuck Jolie, but her orgasms were making it too difficult to concentrate. She clearly needed some help.

I was fully undressed now, and my raging hard on was ready to explode, but I knew it wasn’t my time or my place. These two women fucking needed to be with each other, and I was an intruder at this point. I had considered helping my wife, but I needed an invite first. So I watched, and drank my wine with my cock in my hand.

It was a good thing I didn’t intrude, because things escalated from here. Jolie had taken enough at this point, and was ready to assert herself. I watched as she grabbed my wife’s ass with both hands and pulled her off of her face, sat up, and forced Shelly onto her back in one swift movement. ‘Stay there slut.’ She said as she stood up and wiped my wife’s cum from her face. She elegantly and gracefully took a long drink of her wine, and proceeded to remove the rest of her clothing.

She unclasped her bra with a snap of her fingers and her tits sprung free. She then pulled her red g-string down around her hips, gave them a wiggle, and her soaking wet thong thudded to the floor. Her pussy was completely bald, and tucked underneath her crotch. There was a small slit exposed from the front, but it was clear that the only way to get a good look was with her lying on her back. She had the kind of fuck tunnel that ached to be entered from behind. Somehow my cock grew harder.

She slowly sauntered toward my wife, who was still revelling in the glow of the face fucking, and turned her ass toward her face. Jolie looked me square in the eyes, and then down at my massive hard-on, and chuckled. She knew how much this must have tortured me, and couldn’t care less.

She lifted her left leg in the air and proceeded to straddle my wife’s face, and dive down into her snatch with her tongue. She slowly licked around Shelly’s slit and teased her with her fingers, before drizzling spit onto her pussy lips and proceeding to enter my wife with two fingers. At the other end my wife was doing the same she had her hand up by her mouth and was thrusting her fingers into Jolie with enthusiasm. The two of them were sucking and fucking at a furious rate. The room was filled with slurping and sucking sounds as these two slutty whores fucked each other long and hard. Both were moaning and squealing with pleasure as they came on each other’s faces. Jolie was a squirter it seems, and was spilling her cunny juices all over my wife’s face and tits. Her juices were running down my wife’s body and into her hair as wave after wave of cum sprayed onto her.

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I set my wine down and stood up to move over to the fuck scene. My wife was glistening as she was covered in come, and I was at the point where I needed a release. Jolie’s ass was on my wife’s face and furiously fucking her, so I grabbed a fistful of her squirt juices and rubbed it on my cock as I stood over my wife and watched her eat pussy. God I wanted to ram my cock into any hole, but didn’t want to overstep my boundaries. I was standing over the two of them, jerking my pulsating fuck muscle, when the movements started to slow down, and the two women I had been watching had seemingly had enough. They both had been cumming for awhile now, and they were exhausted.

My wife was in a trance, spent, and done. Jolie had collapsed on top of her, with her pussy on my wife’s tits, and her head in between her legs. Neither of them seemed to notice me standing there, or if they did, they didn’t care. This took me down a couple of notches too. I was still super hard, but I really wanted to throw my dick inside something, but it didn’t seem like that was in my cards.

I sat back down and grabbed my wine. Maybe i would get my chance, but maybe not tonight…sitting there naked, with my glistened cock still at full mast, and sipping on a lovely glass of Cabernet.

To be continued…

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qwk7ym/sharing_is_caring_mff