Routine sleepover becomes 3-way [FFM]

Let me start this story by prefacing that I’m not a formal writer but more a long winded storyteller who hates grammer. I’ve read a few stories here and felt it was time to share one of my own.

At the time of this story my wife and I were newlyweds and in our early 20’s. I will be changing names to protect the innocent…. Although as you will read…. Innocence was far from anyone’s mind.

A little about the cast for tonight’s story:
I’m 5’10, 215 lbs, long blond hair, short facial hair, white. I’m not too into working out but am in decent shape. You can call me Han.

My wife is 5’2″ 115 lbs, b/c cup boobs, a nice little ass and long straight brown hair past her butt. She’s part Greek and part Native American and very hippy. She’s one of the sexiest women I’ve seen. She bears a striking resemblance to Gretchen Wilson. Let’s call her Leia

Her friend was also 5’2″ maybe a buck five soaking wet, short curly brown hair, white and goth. She has great hips and b cup boobs. She’s not as pretty in the face as my Leia but she’s a very attractive woman regardless. She looks like Brittany Murphy a little bit. We will call her Mara. Mara and I were cool and got along well.

It was a Friday and while I was at work Leia and Mara had set up plans for Mara to come stay with us for the weekend. This was a common occurrence and most of the nights Mara stayed with us, Leia and I would fuck like rabbits in our room while Mara would sleep in the front room on the couch.

Leia drove us to pick up Mara from her house. I drove for part of my job and was more than happy to just ride for a change. Leia’s in a black tank top and ripped up jeans with flip flops. Mara must have been waiting at the door cause she came out as soon as we pulled up carrying a backpack as an over night bag.
Mara is wearing one of the shortest black pleated skirts I’ve seen on a woman in my life and a black tank top with lace finger gloves and bracelets like Madonna. The top and accessories were a mainstay for her but she typically wore baggy jeans or pj’s every time she came over. This skirt was not intended for public use lol.
Leia and I drove a big truck at the time and Mara always sat in the front between us despite the truck being a crew cab with a full back seat. I got out and Mara climbed up into the seat, as she did her skirt rode up a little to show off her petite round ass. Milky white, I wouldn’t have noticed the black thong but she bent over enough that the little bit of black fabric covering her pussy was visible from behind. We stopped at the liquor store, Leia stayed in the car and Mara and I went in and grabbed Crown and cigarettes for us all. When we got back to the truck Mara climbed in again giving me a full display of her goods, this time a little of her pink flesh had poked out the side of her thong… She whispered something to Leia as she sat down and they both giggled. Mara’s slumped down in the seat a bit and her skirt wasn’t long enough to cover her panties in front because of this. My pants twitched hard and I held the cold drinks in my lap on the way home to cover up the half hard salami in my pants. Mara and I were friends through Leia and didn’t meet until Leia and I were already engaged so there was never any sexual anything between us. Leia and I were happily married and I am a faithful husband to a faithful wife.

When we got to our house the three of us went to our garage and grabbed the playing cards, weed and booze. Trying to figure out which game we should play, Mara suggested a game she called “Kings” and while she explained the rules to Leia and I, Leia rolled a fat joint. In the game you mess up all the cards on the table face down and draw a card. Each card has rules of some sort, some pertain to a gesture you have to perform, others are drinks you must consume.

The game starts pretty innocent with just the intention of getting tipsy and having some laughs, but as drinks flow the conversation between Leia and Mara starts turning more interesting. It’s Leia’s turn and the card she turns over is one of the everyone drinks cards. After this round of shots Mara states “She’s done dating men because she can’t find a decent guy.” Mara had been seeing a guy for a few months and had broken up with him a few weeks prior. I’m next to go and turn over a card that has us all racing to put our thumb on the edge of the table slowest takes another shot, that was Mara this round. Leia responds to Mara’s statement with one of her own “I would date you if I were still single, I find women attractive”.
Me being a smart man despite the mounting intoxicants, I just take in the conversation and I keep my mouth shut but my manhood is beginning to throb and grow for the second time in a matter of 90 mins. I could tell by their comments that this was a different tipsy Leia and Mara. They were giving off a completely different vibe tonight. As that thought is passing my inebriated brain Mara looks at Leia and says “Date?!?! Shit girl I’d fuck you so fast, you’re beautiful, just the thought has me wishing you were single!” Leia says matter-of-factly back “who says I need to be single, I’m sure Han wouldn’t mind.” I hear Mara mutter under her breath “I wouldn’t mind fucking Han either…” Both turn to me across the table and smirk devilishly.
Under the table my member is swole, like worked out every day at the gym like it was dick day swole. I simply say “I’m in for whatever you two want to do.”
I’m not dumb, seeming to eager could ruin the vibes.
There was only enough booze in the fifth for one more round of shots and our collective minds were now no longer focused on cards and game rules. Leia tells us to stand up as she pours the last round from the crown bottle. As she hands out the drinks she says “Let’s all take this last shot and go to the bedroom.”
My pants button can barely contain my manhood at this point and standing here the bulge is obvious. I notice Mara out of the corner of her eye cock gazing at the pound of flesh I’m concealing as she takes her last shot. Leia noticed Mara as well. Snickering she says “Han, I think your gonna have your hands full tonight” Leia and I looked at each other, we had this ability ever since we met of being able to know what the other was thinking without exchanging words. Her eyes said “FUCK HER BRAINS OUT BABY, SHE NEEDS ONE.”
The two girls lead the way out of the garage hand in hand Leia guiding Mara down the hallway to our bedroom. Mara playfully lifting her skirt in the back as we walk to let her ass peek out from under it. I couldn’t believe what was happening.

As we entered our bedroom Leia and Mara began making out, and I mean making out. Tongues in each other’s mouths, hands all over each other. Leia smacked Mara’s ass under her skirt and squeezed. Mara moaned and squeaked in pleasure. Mara removed Leia’s tank top and damn near ripped her bra off to get access to my wife’s perfect tits. With a mouthful of one and a handful of the other Leia’s face was one of ecstasy. She enjoys her nipples being played with. Leia’s pants hit the floor as she helped Mara out of her top. It was at that moment I finally spoke my first words in what felt like eons. “Leave the skirt on.” Mara looked at me and said to Leia “You were right.”

… They set this up…. This wasn’t spontaneous…. This was a plot…. The skirt, the peeks from behind, slumping down in the seat to show her pussy… I was baited, and hooked and now about to be devoured by two lionesses in heat….

To be continued
Han

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/taign9/routine_sleepover_becomes_3way_ffm