Not my first [m/f/m] threesome, but memorable.

Well, this isn’t strictly speaking my first threesome, but a damn memorable one…

My partner, Fran, and I discovered that we liked to play almost by accident. But I do say almost. We meet in a nightclub; Fran was with another guy. We flirted, and the next time we saw each other, at the same club a week later, we went home together.

It was obvious that we both liked fucking. That was all we did. It was also obvious that Fran liked the nightlife, almost more than me. She always wore tiny skirts and tight tops. She also loved to dance and flirt. I should mention that we live in Sydney, Australia. It is generally pretty hot so wearing a minimum is the norm. Also the nightlife is great, and doesn’t close. We are late night people.

Anyway Fran and I, both liked each other, but had made no commitment to each other. It was fine to see other people. This sentiment was never expressed, but it underlay our relationship. Like many men, I wasn’t (and perhaps still aren’t) that good at commitment. I had been married, and was enjoying my single freedom.

One night, I didn’t feel like going out, and so arranged for Fran to meet me at my house later. Fran came around to my place in the morning, after a night of clubbing and it was obvious that she had been playing hard. We had agreed to be honest with each other, at all costs, at all times.

She told me that she had “partied” with another couple. Initially, she began to describe what happened with the other girl, expecting that like the stereotypical male, this would be my thing. We both found that I was much more interested in what happened between her and the other guy.

It turned out that he wasn’t so great, and was small, but just the fact that he had fucked her, just prior to her coming to see me, blew us both away. In short we loved it, and made this a regular part of our life. We discovered that each of us had a dark side. A side that likes to play outside the rules, that likes to be slutty and perverted. That likes to fuck rather than make love. This was how our relationship developed. It became purely sexual, where it was ok, to say or do anything. I think it worked because we trusted each other to not hurt the other, or to get to off track and we both understood the unwritten rules. Everyone would be legal age, no animals that sort of thing. Our first adventure was with a friend of mine. He and I had shared a woman before, so we were comfortable being naked in front of each other. Oddly enough, this seems to me one of the major obstacles to having a great threesome.

I put the idea to my friend Chris, and everything fell into place. We met at the pub, had a few drinks to release the tension and break the ice. It was great. Chris and Fran hit it off immediately, and were attracted to each other. Another bonus when it comes to sex!

One of the good things about the evening was that everyone knew why they were there. It is very sexy to be sitting in a pub with a gorgeous girl, all knowing that the fun is about to begin.

In the taxi on the way home Fran sat between us both. We both had our hands on her thighs, feeling her. The taxi driver was having a great time as the two of us felt her up. Once we were inside the house, it was like we entered another world. All the old rules didn’t seem to apply. It was fine, much more than fine, for another guy to feel my partner. It was great that she wanted him to see her. Feel her. Fuck her.

We had mildly prepared the house, so that there was a blanket and soft covering on the lounge room floor. The couches were positioned, and a porn tape was in the video.

I made drinks, as Fran and Chris got to know each other a bit better. They did this by kissing, and feeling each other. I was happy to give them some time, the butterflies in my stomach needing a moment to themselves.

When I came out, they were locked in an embrace, with Chris’s hands on her ass. Her skirt had just begun to raise, her lovely butt beginning to show. I positioned myself on the couch, as she lay back, and smiled at me.

“So how are you doing,” she asked. “Fantastic, a little nervous, but cool,” I said. “Great, I’m really happy,” she replied. Doing so, she moved between Chris’s legs, and opened his pants. Out sprang his cock. It wasn’t huge. But his desire more than made up for that.

She moved her mouth over his cock, still looking me in the eye, and began to suck him. “Fuck, that’s good,” he moaned. And I knew from experience that it was. She continued to suck him, as Chris and I spoke a little. “Man, this is incredible,” he said. “Sitting here, getting my cock sucked by this gorgeous girl; just look at her,” he added. Chris was right, she looked fantastic, and was obviously enjoying herself.

“I want Chris to see you naked,” I said to Fran. Fortunately this suited Fran too. She really was an exhibitionist, and loved to be seen nude. Gladly, she stood and took of her skirt, leaving the g-string and top. The top was next to go, then she turned and lowered her tiny underwear. She was now naked, and bent over in-front of us. “Like what you see?” she asked. “Fuck yes,” we replied. “Well come and get it them.”

Watching Fran, naked, displaying herself to another man was almost too much for me. I needed to sit back a little and watch the action. Let the world unfold in-front of me.

Chris and I both stripped off, our hard-ons pointing skyward, excitement more than obvious. Fran moved to the couch, as Chris positioned himself between her legs. “Ah, fuck, you are gorgeous,” Chris said to Fran as he slid his tongue into her.

Fran turned to smile at me, our eyes interlocking. “I am your slut for the night, do with me as you please,” she said.

Chris was buried between her legs, inhaling her shaven pussy. I cold see the wetness, the juice as it ran down her thighs. He looked to me, his eyes saying it all. Man, are we going to have fun tonight!

“Lick my pussy, lick me, make me cum,” she said. Soon after her body was twitching, shaking from her first orgasm of the night.

She lay back, and spread her legs for us. “Fuck me now Chris, fuck me hard.”

Chris’s cock slid into her. Again, Fran looked to me. “He is fucking me, as you watch. His cock is inside me. I am a slut for you. I’ll fuck whoever you want. Do whatever you ask.”

All I could do was moan.

She opened her legs even further, as Chris increased his pace. God she has a great cunt, he said, getting into the night.

He moved her legs over her shoulders, ramming into her. I could see his cock as it unfurled and pushed her lips around. I could see the wetness, his cock. I could see it all.

I moved beside her. Feeling her chest, pinching her nipples. She wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking me. Hmm. You must fuck me soon. Fill me with your cock. Chris pulled out of her. Close to cuming but in-control we wanted this to be a long night. No point going off too soon.

I moved into her, as she turned her head and took Chris’s cock into her mouth. He fucked her face, holding her head, as I pumped into her pussy.

We kept this up for a few minutes, each enjoying the mix of sensations and views we had. To an extent we were setting the pace for the rest of the evening. We were all free to do and say what we pleased. It was incredibly liberating. Chris moved away from Fran, still stroking his cock, trying to control himself. “This is the most incredible thing,” he said. “Watching you fuck her, knowing, that it is my turn, whenever I want, that Fran will do whatever we ask.” And it was.

I decided to slow the pace down also. Fran loves cum, but wasn’t disappointed, she too knew we were in for a long night.

I made drinks, we sat, talked; not your usual “hows your father’ conversation, but dirty, sexy talk. Talk about what we wanted to do, feel and see.

Fran moved across my lap, face down and reached for Chris’s cock. Languidly stoking it as I caressed her ass, we continued talking.

“I want you to cum on my face, at some stage,” she told Chris. I want to be both of your sex toys, used and fucked like never before” Chris just moaned, as she placed his cock back into her mouth.

I began fingering her from behind, thrusting deeply and massaging the roof of her pussy. She was building up the pace and depth on Chris’s cock, almost deep-throating him.

“Come on, suck my cock, take it all,” he said. I slid a finger into her ass. I could feel my other fingers thru her vaginal walls. I rubbed them together, as she worked on his cock. He breathing increased, as another orgasm built within her. She pulled Chris’s cock from her mouth, placing it against her cheek, her head pressed into his thighs as I finger fucked her.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she screamed as she squirted all over me. Chris just looked on in amazement. Watching Fran cum is an experience. You almost expect it to be on the nature channel as floods of “water” squirt from her. From experience, I know that she doesn’t come like this all the time. This was definitely a special occasion.

I continued to massage her ass, as she came down from the clouds. “Wow that was sensational,” he said. It’s not over yet buddy, I said. Fran just smiled.

Well, I need to fuck you again, Chris said to Fran. He moved her around onto a mattress on the floor on all fours. He began fucking her from behind. “I want to see you suck his cock,” he said. Fran moved over to me, taking me into her mouth. The mirror we had placed onto the wall came into its own. I was watching Chris fuck Fran, as she sucked my cock. He began pounding into her, but still, and amazingly, keeping his composure.

Suck his cock, suck it, oh man, this is good. “Fuck me, fuck me harder, arrr,” she replied. He had hold of her hips, pulling Fran onto him, plunging in as deep and hard as he could. She looked to me, my cock in her mouth, his cock in her pussy. “Like this?” she asked. “Fuck yes, I moaned. She pulled off my cock, and continued stroking me, as Chris hammered away behind her.

“He is fucking my wet cunt, my just fucked cunt. Both of you have fucked me, and will again. I am your slave,” she said.

Chris increased his pace, “I’m cuming” he shouted. She spun around, taking him into her mouth, devouring him. He began to cum as she pulled him out of her mouth, and let him cum all over her face. The cum pooled on her lips, dripping to the floor.

Chris, spasmed, jerking his cock, extracting more cum from himself, spending himself over her.

I moved around behind her, filling her. Pumping madly, as she began talking. “Fuck my cunt, fuck me, see the cum on my face. I am your slut fuck me.” I turned her over, so as to see her face better. Lifting her legs over my shoulders, I placed a pillow under her ass, and drove in with all my might. Chris held one of her legs as he craned fro a better view.

All I could think of was fucking this slut. This wasn’t my girlfriend, or sex partner anymore, this was a cunt. A cunt to be used, fucked, whatever I wanted.

My mind, drove me over the edge, I pulled out of her, wildly jerking my cock over her as she clamoured for my cum. The first load shot clear over her head, the next spurt onto her face, the third onto her tits. I was delirious, as she spread the cum over her body, rubbing it in.

More later if anyone is interested. Actually, a whole lot more. Sorry if this is too long, but man it gets me going again thinking about what we did. If it wasn't for the passing of time, I may be calli9ng Fran again!

And believe it or not, the above is all true.

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