I 37 [F] was invited to be a couple’s third. 35 [F] 44 [M]

I spent some time in London for work (in the before covid times), and tried to get out and explore whenever I could. London is an amazing global city, you can experience nearly everything there.

Nora (35 F) and her husband Joe (44 M) had recently married, but had been seeing each other for nearly ten years. Nora had laughed when she told me getting married had been a “formality” more than anything, they said they’d already experienced most of what being a couple could entail. Mostly.

I knew Nora from our time together at university, she had been my roommate once upon a time, until she moved off campus. We’d kept in touch over the years, and when I realized my trip to the London office would mean we could see each other again, I was so happy. Nora and I had been very close as roommates, and I was looking forward to rekindling the friendship.

I hadn’t met Joe in person yet, though I had seen pictures and chatted a little on social media. They looked nice together. After agreeing on a restaurant near their home, we went about our business, waiting for work to be over and the night to begin. Nora met me outside the restaurant right on time, with Joe arriving within a few minutes. I was a bit envious they’d had time to go home to change into very nice clothing, but I felt I still looked smart in my office attire, black pencil skirt, white button up blouse, red coat, black heels, hair in a loose chignon. Classic. All I needed was to touch up my lipstick.

At the table, we swapped embarrassing uni stories, and Joe was so funny and played along. He knew how shy Nora had been at uni, and that being my roommate had been helpful to bring her “out of her shell”. He was extremely attentive and affectionate with her, and I could see how his eyes seemed to sparkle when he looked at her. They were just completely in love.

The night had been long and full of wine, both Nora and I had taken our hair down due to being messy and beyond repair (all that excited hugging when we met outside…much to the chagrin of the locals). Food long forgotten, the bottle we’d ordered had somehow turned into three, maybe five, and was nearing empty. I asked Joe what he meant by ‘helping Nora to come out of her shell’, and they both started laughing. “Nora told me you were the first woman she ever had feelings for.” Joe smiled.

I smiled, and put my arm around Nora, patting her shoulder. “That’s so sweet! Nora was always there for me at school, and we’ve always been there for each other. We’ve shared just about everything!” Nora grinned and grabbed my ass as Joe chuckled.

As the evening started to wind down, I reached for my coat after the bill was settled. Nora began sleepily pawing at me through my coat when I noticed the other patrons filing out. I gave up buttoning, as her hands were everywhere. Nora looked up at me with glassy eyes and said, “You’re so sofffffffffft”. I laughed and winked at Joe, indicating we should probably get Nora to bed. Joe nodded and said, “Definitely, I’ll lead the way.”

Nora has always been ‘handsy’ with me, especially when drunk. I’m fairly used to this, being very curvy like an hourglass, natural 36GG breasts. I am often asked about them, and Nora being extremely petite, was always talking about how much she wished she’d had breasts like mine, and one time while we were roommates after her latest request, I let her feel me up. That had led to a pretty intense make out session, escalating to Nora cumming from my fingers in her panties, her first real sexual experience with a woman.

If I hadn’t needed to meet my date that night, I always wondered if it would have gone further. All through that date though, all I could think about was Nora. Nothing like that happened again between us.

Now, Nora was even more handsy on the short walk to the flat. Nuzzling my neck. Kneading my breasts, asking me, “why do you feel so gooooooood??” I kissed her cheek leaving a bright red mark and joked, “Something for you to remember me by, darling.”

We’d crossed the threshold, entering the dark flat and I quickly deposited Nora on the couch, but she pulled me down with her. Typical drunken Nora…I ended up sprawled across her with my ass up in the air, the angle causing my skirt to hike up, leaving everything underneath on display.

Since Nora’s nuzzling face was buried in my breasts, and I was struggling awkwardly to get back up, my ass swaying side to side as I attempted to extricate myself. I hadn’t realized how close Joe had been standing behind me. I could practically feel his warmth through my stockings and haphazardly hiked up skirt. His face looked pensive.

He finally cleared his throat and said, “Alright Nora, let’s get you to bed.” He hauled me up off Nora by leaning over me pulling my arms up and back so I could push up with my feet, steadying me. I thought I felt the slightest bulge on my ass in the brief moment I leaned against him. I began to fix my skirt.

Then he tried to pick up Nora who fought him off saying, “No, I want HER to put me to bed, honey!” Joe sighed and shrugged with a grin asking, “Sorry, would you mind?” I told him I would put her to bed if he didn’t mind my staying over. That wine was hitting me, and I didn’t want to fall asleep in a cab, or drunkenly stumble to the hotel this late. Joe said he’d take the guest room and us girls could take their room.

I helped Nora change and get ready for bed, and I did the same. I helped myself to some extra clothes, though the only things that fit me were Joe’s. With my curves, Joe’s items worked well enough, and though the shirt was tight, it was more comfortable than my work clothes for sleeping. The sweats I’d found were baggy, so I left them out, opting for just my underwear and Joe’s shirt instead.

Nora giggled as I “tucked her in”, she kept calling me her “pretty little milf”…obviously the wine had removed her filter, I pinched her cheek and told her to behave herself or “mommy would have to spank her” if she didn’t go to sleep. Her eyes went wide and she grinned, “Would you really spank me?”, Nora asked in a small voice. “Until your ass was bright red, my dear.” I chuckled and slipped into bed beside her.

No sooner had my head hit the pillow, Nora was suddenly hovering above me, both hands on either side of my head, tits hovering above mine where I could feel her nipples brushing against me. Her thigh wedged between my legs. She’d moved much faster than I’d given her or the wine credit for.

Her eyes were dark, and she looked almost wild. I could feel the pressure of her thigh between my legs, the only thing separating my pussy from her leg was a thin scrap of silk. Our nipples brushing through the incredibly thin shirts we were wearing was so distracting. I shouldn’t have been getting turned on.

“Nora, you silly…what are you playing at? It’s time for bed, now…” I began to say.

Nora pressed herself into me fully, and I chuckled, thinking she was simply starting to roughhouse a bit, maybe thinking I’d make good on my threat to spank her. Suddenly, Nora was kissing my neck, my chin, and before I could blink, she invaded my mouth with her tongue, kissing me breathless.

“Why, is mommy going to really spank me?”

Fuck, Nora was so hot.

I couldn’t stop my body responding to her as I writhed against her lithe and petite body covering my voluptuous one. Her arms wrapped around me tighter, and in her drunken haste to get closer to me, she moaned into my mouth in frustration as she wrenched my shirt up, freeing my tits.

“Fuuuuuuck, I have never been able to stop thinking about that time in school…your tits, those nipples…I’m going to kiss you now…” she trailed off, and buried her face in my chest. Licking, prodding, sloppy kisses, hard wet sucking, as she took my left nipple into her mouth, and let go with a wet popping sound. She repeated the same process on the right. Laving her tongue over my sensitive skin, nipping and making love to my tits with her mouth. I couldn’t fight how good it felt, my moans and heavy breathing escaping in bursts, she made a feast of me.

I hadn’t noticed when one of her hands traveled below and somehow snaked its way inside my panties, firmly cupping my wet pussy. I felt a little light headed, either from the wine or from her ministrations, I couldn’t tell…I just felt sooooo good, like we were back in school, and if our initial touching had continued. The tables turned. It must’ve been like this, so good like this, gyrating against each other, marvelling at the differences between our bodies, so fucking aroused!

As if she could sense my frustration, she giggled like a little girl and then moved down my curves, pressing her lips hard against my clit, right through my panties. I couldn’t help but jolt and cry out as the hand inside my panties started pressing two fingers inside. So tight, so wet, my pussy accepted her fingers inside, and her mouth was making my already drenched panties even wetter.

She finally pulled my panties off as I mewled beneath her, fuck did she have some technique! I nearly came when her mouth came into contact and when she just about swallowed my now bare pussy.

When she made me cum, she didn’t stop.

She. Just. Kept. Fucking. Going!

I am incredibly sensitive and often orgasm in quick succession.

I also feel “aftershocks” of orgasms, and can ride them for what feels like forever.

Loud cries filled the room.

It was in the midst of one of these explosive orgasms, that the door to the dark bedroom opened, flooding the room in light from the hallway.

Joe stood in the doorway, staring at us with his mouth wide open. Nora lifted up her head while her arms stayed clamped on my hips. Her face glistened with my wetness, my cum. With a dreamy grin on her face she said, “Hi baby! I’m just tucking in mommy!”

I felt my whole body heat up, and later I learned I had turned a “lovely shade of red.” Nora and I had been so wrapped up in each other, poor Joe in the guest bedroom down the hall must’ve heard everything.

Our moans, my screams.

Thinking back to what Nora must’ve told him about our days at uni.

How handsy Nora was with me at dinner.

How he’d seen fully up my skirt when I’d fallen in Nora’s lap earlier that evening.

The way Nora had been calling me “Mommy”.

And now.

I was splayed wide open on their marriage bed.

My tits heaving as I tried to control my own ragged breaths from the orgasm Nora had fucked out of my pussy with her mouth.

And even now, his naked wife eagerly took her fill of my pussy right in front of him as she went right back to her work, and another aftershock took me.

Who could blame us for what came next?

“Joe, I…Nora…she…we…”, my mouth was failing to produce words as Nora hit that same lovely spot again that made my head fly back and start spasming. I could only just make out that Joe wasn’t wearing a shirt, and I could clearly see his incredibly angry looking erection through his shorts.

Nora reached for her husband and pulled him closer to the bed. While I began spasming again, he kissed her, hard. She pulled down his shorts, freeing his enormous cock. I was helplessly watching that cock bob and twitch as I rode my orgasm, Joe’s hand on his cock, the other nearly touching me as he braced himself near my pillow to stay steady while kissing his wife.

Nora was so petite, I couldn’t see how they would fit together. His cock was the widest I’d seen.

Nora grinned at her husband as she broke the kiss and said, “Mommy tastes good, baby…I know you liked kissing her cum out of my mouth just now. She should know how you taste, too.”

My eyes got wide. Up to this point, I’d figured he was okay with me and his wife enjoying ourselves, but to hear my former roommate offering me to her husband? I should have said something, this was going so incredibly fast. I knew we had all been drinking, but it felt like it didn’t matter that much at the moment.

There had been an undeniable spark at dinner, and when Joe had been behind me “a little too long” when I’d helped Nora inside, I couldn’t deny how very sexy he was, how attentive he’d been, and the thought of enjoying my friend and her husband was quickly becoming a real possibility.

I snapped back to reality as Nora’s hands set Joe on heavily groping my tits and he began kissing me like a man possessed. “My wife won’t shut up about these big fucking tits. She fucking loves them. I’ve got to admit, they’re pretty fucking amazing…look at you move like a slut with my wife’s mouth on you…”

I whimpered when he pinched my nipples forcefully.

“Do you want to know why she’s with me? Do you fucking want to know?” I could hear Nora giggling. She was fucking loving this.

I yelped as he manhandled my tits some more, and Nora intensified her work on my pussy, her teeth grazing my incredibly sensitive clit.

“Mmmm, make her taste why I love you, baby…” with Nora’s words muffled by my pussy, I looked back up at Joe…only to see his cock start to trace the shape of my mouth…pre-cum leaking onto my lips.

“‘Mommy this’, and ‘Mommy that’, it’s clear that Nora’s ‘Mommy’ needs to be taught a lesson!” Joe forced my mouth open with his fingers and shoved his cock in as far as it would go. Nora’s arms clamped onto my legs, holding me securely in place. With Joe leaning over me, I was helpless.

“Kiss my cock, slut. Get it wet.”

My heart pounding wildly, I began kissing Joe’s cock, wet and sloppy. With my head turned, I could only just try to look down at Nora who was staring straight at me, a big grin on her face, moaning encouragement.

Joe was on his knees on the bed next to me now, and grabbed my head with both hands as he forced that cock back in my mouth. I could barely get the head into my throat. He was so wide. He fisted his hands in my hair, using my mouth.

“Joe, you won’t believe how much wetter she just got!” Nora took the opportunity to fit three fingers into my pussy and the wetness left trails she held up to her husband. There was nothing to do as I drooled and gagged around Joe’s cock until he abruptly stopped and got up.

I briefly wondered if we were ever going to go to sleep.

I was very wrong.

“You fucked that pussy good with your mouth, Nora…but your ‘Mommy’ has been greedy, just taking from you. She should really be looking after you. Let her see your pretty pussy…go make yourself comfortable on her face.”

I felt so heavy on that bed I couldn’t have stopped Nora from straddling my face if I’d wanted to. Her pussy just a whisper away from my lips, she cooed, “Be good to me, Mommy!” Her drenched pussy flooded my senses, and ‘like a good Mommy’, I began to take care of her.

I had nearly forgotten Joe was in the room until I felt the bed shift as he got between my legs, still open from where Nora had been moments earlier. “Do you want to fuck Mommy, Joe?” Nora leaned back to ask her husband as she rocked on my face. I can only imagine Joe answered in the affirmative, because I could feel Joe rubbing his cock all along the outside of my aching pussy.

After a few agonising moments, Joe stopped teasing and began pushing that angry and meaty cock into me. It caused me to elicit a muffled scream into Nora’s pussy and it was that moment she began to cum violently on my tongue. Nora began thrashing so much, I somehow revived my formerly useless arms and held her in place…I was going to make her cum again, the way she had under my hand back at uni.

Deep in my pussy now, Joe’s cock was pushing through and stretching me to fit him completely. Long strokes punctuated by short and deep thrusts made me cry out endlessly, especially when he grabbed my tits for leverage and began fucking me wildly. Nora could feel Joe’s brutally raw taking of my pussy and she seemed to sync rhythms, my face and pussy helplessly abused and fucked by my dear friends.

I don’t know who came first, but suddenly it felt like my ears were ringing. I felt SO full. I blinked my eyes a few times, and licked my lips. Nora’s cum was fresh on my lips, she tasted GOOD. I sat up a little leaning back on my elbows, and looked at the cum filled mess Joe had made of my pussy. Nora was in his arms kissing him. I was glad to catch my breath a little.

When they noticed me, Joe put his hand under Nora’s chin and angled her face towards me. “Baby, do you see all my cum in your friend’s pretty pussy? What should we do about it?” Nora looked me in the eye and said, “I want to clean up Mommy’s pretty pussy!”

She leaned forward and started making a meal out of me, pounded absolutely red by her husband’s cock, and now she was enjoying how his cum had flooded my insides. She kept pinching and rubbing my clit as she feasted.

Joe was not finished, he had been rubbing Nora’s back during this time, and while making eye contact with me, he suddenly became hard again…and eased his cock into Nora’s petite body. “Clean her up, baby…” Joe encouraged Nora as she happily licked his cum out of my pussy while I continued to writhe under this couple who together, seemed to be unable to get enough of me or each other.

I happily rode wave after wave after wave of orgasm, crying out as Nora continued. Joe started increasing his pace behind her, and growled and shouted his release. Nora held onto me for dear life while he finished inside her with the same cock that just a few minutes prior, had been emptied inside of me.

Joe half stumbled back as his spent cock glistened with our combined ecstasy and came back into view. Nora kissed my very sensitive pussy one more time, and I groaned and twitched inside. She turned around and lovingly wrapped her lips around Joe’s cock. Joe whispered, “Ohhhh, babyyyy…”, he held her hair back, and cradled her face as she adored him with her mouth.

This was not the frantic fucking the three of us had engaged in earlier, this was a loving worship, a moment between this couple who were so obviously in love, so obvious they adored each other. I was not even an afterthought in this moment, but I didn’t care, I could tell how strong this couple was, how Nora was in good hands, and how almost reverent Joe was with her in this moment, his eyes had sparkled every time he’d looked at her from the moment I first sat down with them at dinner, now feeling like a lifetime ago.

After Nora swallowed the last of Joe’s cock, they kissed and hugged each other deeply. Nora and I made eye contact, and she mouthed the words “thank you” to me. I grinned at her, still feeling like liquid from our earlier activities. Nora looked up at Joe and with a mischievous grin that gave me pause and said, “Now, we should tuck in mommy for real…”

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