Carol’s nice, pretty, thicc, tattooed, and more than slightly crazy.
Out of the blue, she found me on FaceBook and said she was recently divorced, was bi, and wanted a threesome. She started sending first relatively benign pictures, then tit pics, then her with a mega-cucumber buried inside her.
I talked with my wife and at first she was a hard pass… “She’s fucking crazy.” But I argued that she was hot and willing. At our age (50s) we don’t often have cute 30-somethings who want to get naughty.
So we decided to go for it. My wife didn’t want her to come to our place, because of the cray-cray factor so we went to hers. We get there and find she’s pretty drunk/high already and is wearing transparent lingerie. It was actually very impressive. She has a fantastic body and is super-cute. She wanted to get right down to business, but I told her we should share a bottle of wine I’d brought. So we sat together on the couch, me in the middle and drank our wine. Well, we started to…
She got rid of her lingerie in a hot second and straddled me. Lots of kissing which was nice, except for the time she started to give me a hickey. She soon jumped off me and straddled my wife, with basically the same gameplan.
I was quite aroused, but also a little freaked out. I cupped her massive boobs and basically pulled her off my wife who was having trouble breathing with a lamprey attached to her face. We grabbed glasses of wine and headed to the bedroom.
Once there, she chilled out a little be but demanded the privilege of undressing each of us. While she was working on me, I did a little exploration between her legs and found the wettest pussy I’d ever experienced. I pulled my fingers out and her goo literally dripped from them. Okay, this is kinda cool.
So as soon as she’d pulled my last bit of clothing off, freeing my now-throbbing cock, she focused her attention on my wife. She went into lamprey-mode again, but managed to strip my spouse in record time. She basically shoved her onto the bed and attacked. I sat next to them, massaging boobs when I could. I would love to have a recording of the sounds made when she was eating out my wife. Sort of a cross between a mewling kitten and Godzilla letting out a blast of frost. Fortunately, my wife was into it, and came a couple times. I decided that while the view was great, I wanted a little more. I moved behind Carol and given the amount of lubrication she’d produced, slid right in.
Well, what *didn’t* happen was a soft sigh, moan, whatever. What happened reminded me of the time our dumbass cat was hanging out in the garage when we were unloading groceries and inadvertantly got it’s tail closed in the car door. Mayhem.
Carol forgot all about my wife for the moment and backed her ass up into me, pushing me away from the bed. I slipped out. And it’s here I knew I was in trouble. If looks could kill, I’d be dead. She wanted the dick. All of the dick. Right fucking now, and don’t be a pussy and slip out again.
She grabbed my wrist, pulled me towards the bed and flipped onto her back for some good old-fashioned missionary.
I fucked her. She lampreyed my face, of course. I’ve had a lot of sex with a lot of people over the years. Never anything so overtly demanding. I was able to glance over to my well-eaten wife and the look of horror on her face is something I’ll never forget. Carol was bucking her hips so much I thought she might throw me through the ceiling. She was making the Godzilla noise again. I was deathly afraid of A) Coming too soon B)Falling out again and C) Getting so freaked out I’d lose my erection. Fortunately, she came. It was a good 10-second spasm where she just vibrated with moans plus Godzilla. I thought this was a good time to wrap things up, and filled her up with what felt like two cups of ejaculate. (Hey, it was weird, but still sexy).
I collapsed onto the bed and noticed my wife was already mostly dressed and giving me the “Run for your life” look. I gave Carol a kiss, moved away before she could affix herself to my face, and thanked her for a wonderful time. I dressed as quickly as possible and we said our good-byes.
We weren’t out of the driveway yet when I started getting text messages. My wife told me that if I had a bunny, she’d sure as hell boil it. Then I got the “I told you so” speech. I remarked that Godzilla made her come at least twice, and I gave her the biggest load of my life, so it wasn’t a total loss.
But we ghosted her after that. I felt a little bad about it, but imagine she found another individual/couple to play with. Cute, horny, and fuckable goes a long way.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rdrl22/had_a_threesome_with_my_wifes_exemployee_and_my
Damn!
Oh I loved this story