[MFF] Three words I didn’t know I wanted to hear.

So the Wife and I are occasionally slutty, is the thing. We’re polyamorous and bi and allegedly attractive and every once in a while it’s a God damn dream come true, like when our wedding afterparty ended up being an orgy that one time, and the foursome we had on our honeymoon road trip. I should probably post more here just for my own personal records, but I’m gonna try to not get ahead of myself here.

Some years back, her friend Mary from the east coast came to visit for a bit; I knew she was also bi, and in the back of my head I was deeply hoping for a threesome because she was into all kinds of athletic flexibility-related shit and had exactly the kind of body you’d expect knowing that; she was lean and had some lovely muscles and an impish, casually flirty spirit about her, and there’s no way the Wife didn’t also want to hit that. So she was staying with us for her visit, and we’ve got a king sized bed and no guest room so, no big deal, you can sleep three pretty casually on a king without necessarily implying that sex is gonna be involved, so Mary wisely chose the bed over the couch.

It was her last morning there, a Sunday, and we’d all been at a party the night before where everyone casually had their tits out (bless them), and so we were all pretty comfortable with a certain amount of nudity, plus I’m certain the Wife had shown her snaps of my dick because it’s borderline comically large and frankly it’s a great way to get someone interested in the odea of a threesome.

All three of us were just sitting in bed and the Wife was feeling horny and after ascertaining that it wasn’t weird for Mary, proceeded to pull down the covers and start blowing me. It was glorious, and when it was pretty obvious I was nearing my first orgasm of the day, Mary tapped the Wife on the head and said three words I will never forget.

She said, “**Don’t swallow that**,” and I sent up a prayer to Sweet Baby J to thank Him for the blessings I was about to receive, because a moment later I came in the Wife’s mouth, and then she turned her head to Mary’s direction and they shared a long passionate kiss filled with everything she hadn’t swallowed. Once that went a totally unknown amount of time because I was in shock that my life had suddenly become a wonderful, wonderful porno, they proceeded to give me a truly noteworthy two-mouth blowjob; I feel like I’m probably overselling it because frankly any blowjob you’re getting from two beautiful women at the same time feels like a sexually noteworthy moment at the time, but I don’t want to sound like anything less than the most grateful motherfucker on the planet because those two went to Church like I was hung for their personal sins. After they’d gotten enough of that, we located some nearby condoms, verified consent on all parts, and I had the great fortune to fuck Mary from behind, gently and slowly at first, and then increasingly forceful with every demand for more, harder, faster, while she ate my wife’s pussy like a desert traveler who’d just found a cold Gatorade under a rock.

It’s certain there were other positions and maneuvers after that, and I vaguely recall it being just a delightful brunchtime fuckfest, sweaty and slappy and sticky and loud, and God, did we hydrate hard after that, but it would be a lie to say I remember any specifics other than those three words that ensured that I would forever get to be both my own sexual role model and neverendingly grateful for my good fortune, both situational and genetic.

Forever and ever, amen.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wvbvld/mff_three_words_i_didnt_know_i_wanted_to_hear