When my wife (Bea) and I were dating and starting to talk seriously about marriage, she brought up her non-monagamous friend group from back home. There were four in this group: Alice, her best friend; Matt, Alice’s boyfriend; Christina, a woman Bea met on a dating app for women; and Christina’s husband, Dan. Bea met Christina when her and Dan were already married and had had a couple of threesomes together; when Bea moved away she introduced Matt and Alice to Christina and Dan and the four of them often had sexy adventures. I was added to their group chat where nudes and videos were exchanged aplenty. All of the women were bi, but I was the only bi man. It’s important that I note here that everyone was hot. Christina was very slim and perky with lips made for kissing, and Dan was athletic with a jawline that would make a sculptor weep. Matt was muscular, heavily tattooed, and solid, with a great cock. Bea, my wife, was curvy with an incredible blessing for an ass. I’m tall and broad shouldered and blonde with blue eyes. But it was Alice that I grew enamored with: short, curvy and soft, always perfectly done up with makeup and hair. It was her pictures my eyes lingered on the longest, and her who visited my rare sex dreams.
Eventually, Matt and Alice broke things off as a couple and the group chat died. Christina and Dan had a kid, and Bea and I lived very far away and were busy with married life. After a few years, we arranged a trip back to visit Bea’s family and friends. We’d been once before after getting married but it had been three years since that trip. I had gotten to know Alice on that first trip and we were good and close friends.
Once we finally had our tickets, Alice and I started texting more regularly, talking about where we were gonna eat, what we wanted to do, arranging a countryside vacation for part of our stay. One day she sent me a meme about how foreigners butcher their language (it’s very easy to ask for dick at a restaurant on accident) and said she wanted to take me somewhere where she would hear me fuck it up. I cracked a joke back: “Alice, you can take me wherever you like.”
Her response was very delayed and I was worried I’d upset her: she’d had a lot of relationship drama and was pretty down in the dumps. But a few long minutes later, she replied: “I’m going to remember that.”
A week later, I got a text from my wife: “Alice had a sex dream about you,” followed by screenshots of the conversation. I immediately texted Alice: “pretty soon I’ll be able to make your dreams come true.” She responded with slight embarrassment. It was very cute and we cracked a few jokes, but she ended that particular conversation with: “try to dream about me, too.”
As the trip grew closer, Alice shared a thirst trap to her IG story, with a caption like “you have to tell me if you have a crush on me”. I responded via DM that I did in fact have a major crush on her, and she responded almost immediately: “uh, you’re my crush too!” I sent a screen grab of the convo to Bea, and she sent a screengrab back: her saying the same to Alice, and Alice responding the same. With Alice newly single, it looked like we might try to have some fun on our trip…
At last the trip came. Unfortunately for me, Alice and Matt had some drama about maybe/maybe not getting back together, and at every opportunity that we might have gotten to play with Alice, Matt cockblocked us. He even went with on the countryside vacation, much to my dismay.
But on the second to last day of the countryside stay, Matt went out on a beer run while Bea, Alice, and I were swimming in the pool. Bea had been drinking early and was pretty well toasted, while Alice and I were sipping beer slowly and enjoying the water. At one point, Alice got out to get another beer, and Bea swam up to me. I could tell by the way she approached me that she was horny.
“I want you fuck me in the pool,” she said, barreling past any real foreplay. I laughed and asked if that was OK with Alice here and Matt back any second. She responded by grabbing my cock, which had gotten hard the second she’d started speaking, and sliding it past her own suit and directly inside of her. It didn’t feel particularly good if im honest- the water didn’t lubricate things and there was suit friction- but it was hot. I lingered inside her, enjoying the warmth of my wife, and we made out while just hanging by the side of the pool for a moment. Alice came back in the water and swam over to us. I guess my poker face was pretty bad, cause she asked what we were doing with a grin on her face.
“Nothing,” I said, while Bea said “he’s inside of me”. I turned beet red and all three of us started laughing. I extracted my cock and backed up towards the wall, but couldn’t get very far since I was already there. Bea said, “here, let me show you something,” to Alice, and then dragged Alice over and threw her on top of me. To keep afloat Alice’s hands floundered under the surface…where they found my still erect and still unclothed cock. She made a soft, “oh…” and leaned into me, her chin on my shoulder as she positioned her hips to grind against me. I leaned my head back in ecstacy, then found Alice’s hand gently tilt it back up so she could kiss me.
She kissed me deeply, her lips softer than I’d have thought possible (especially after being in the sun all week). Her tongue slid into my mouth as her hips slowly ground into my throbbing cock. I felt her other hand on my shoulder, and then I felt another, third hand, on my neck. I opened my eyes while still locking lips with Alice and saw Bea, her mouth half open, visibly incredibly aroused. I looked for her other hand and saw it behind Alice- I presumed she was holding her ass, but I later learned she was fingering Alice.
I pulled my hips away – reluctantly – and slipped myself back into my swim shorts. I kissed Alice again and then brought her gently up so she was floating on her back. Bea began kissing her, holding her neck so no water would get on their faces, and I began softly rubbing Alice’s pussy over the outside of her bikini. After a few moments of this, Alice pulled away: “I don’t want Matt to see,” she said, and the three of us drifted apart. Good timing too, as Matt pulled into the driveway not a moment later. He hopped out of the car, held up the beer he’d gotten, and went inside to put it in the fridge. I assumed that was the last of it, but then Bea laughed and said: “so…tomorrow. we drop Matt off first, then go get a room to finish this?” I looked at her in shock and in love, and then Alice said, “please, yes. Definitely. Please.”
On the way home, I realized that we weren’t dropping Matt off first, and again I resigned myself that those brief few beautiful moments would be my only time like that with Alice. This was Friday and our flight home was the next night. But when Alice dropped us off at Bea’s parents home, she got out of the car for goodbyes and told me, “I’ve got a meeting I have to go to, but I’ll be back around 7 or 8 and we can go out together.” I didn’t let myself hope, but I’d enjoy time with just Bea and Alice even at a bar. I’d spent a lot of time this trip snuggling Alice in a very PG way and I’d enjoy doing it more.
Bea and I went inside, unpacked and repacked our bags (for leaving the next day), and showered. When I was out of the shower, I checked my phone and found a new group chat with just Bea and Alice. It started with Bea asking what the plan was, and Alice giving a time estimate and saying, “then I am allllll yours”.
Where we were, there were very nice motels specifically designed for discrete hookups. Bea found a good one with a nice balance between distance, price, and amenities, and I anxiously waited. I packed a small bag with some beers and ingredients for cocktails as well as condoms. After what felt like an entire week, Alice picked us up and we went to the motel. It was late at night so I couldn’t really see Alice in the car- I sat in the back with Bea in the front. Bea was wearing a green and blue sundress that made her breasts look heavenly.
When we got up to the room, I quickly mixed a cocktail for Bea (no beer for her) and opened two beers for me and Alice. When I turned around and saw Alice in the light for the first time that night, my jaw dropped.
I mentioned before that Alice was always perfectly done up. Not *a lot* of makeup necessarily, but always made up, hair always straightened and/or styled.
Today she was wearing a tight yellow cropped tank top and high-waisted jeans that emphasized her hips and ass. She wasn’t wearing any makeup at all, and her hair was pulled back in a slightly messy pony tail that left her hair still very curly.
It was the most beautiful I’d ever seen her, and I told her so. She smiled bashfully. “Really?”
“My god, yes,” I said. “I am really loving the totally natural you.” The three of us cheersed our drinks, and Bea excused herself to the bathroom to freshen up. I stepped closer to Alice.
“You know,” she said, “I was waiting the entire time you guys were visiting for you to make your move.”
I blinked. “Make MY move? I’ve been telling you “anytime, anywhere” for MONTHS. And with Matt here…” I trailed off. “I guess it always felt too early?”
She smiled and nodded and took a sip of beer, then reached up and put her hand on my neck. She tilted her head and closed her eyes and I took the cue, diving back into her lips with mine, remembering their softness and eager to experience it again. She started unbuttoning my shirt with her free hand, and I grabbed her ass with one hand while I held her hip with the other.
“Its not too early now,” Alice said.
It was about then that Bea came out of the bathroom. She was in just a bra and boy shorts, her long dark hair done in a loose pony tail as well. She laughed at the sight of us, tongues down each other’s throats. “Started without me? OK then,” and then moved to the chair in the corner of the room. “Come to the bed, you two”.
Alice grabbed my shorts by the waist and I followed her over the bed. We began kissing again with fervor, and taking each other’s clothes off – her shirt went first, and I saw there was no bra under it, revealing two perfect breasts, with a sexy tattoo placed in between them on her sternum. It was nothing I hadn’t seen before in our group chats, but seeing it in person was another level entirely. Next, my shirt went, thrown into the corner. Then my shorts, dropped to the floor and kicked under the bed. Then my boxer briefs, slid off as she moved down and gave my pulsing cock a soft kiss on the head. I brought her back up, kissed her, and unbuttoned her jeans. The two of us worked them off over her hips and once the two of us were completely naked, I pushed her back onto the bed. I looked up at Bea who was gently rubbing herself with one hand, and grabbing her own nipple with the other. I mouthed, “I love you” at her, then dropped to my knees.
Alice was spread on the bed before me, her hands on her thighs, spreading them slightly. I looked at her and smiled and she grabbed my head and pushed it down, towards her glistening pussy.
She tasted incredible- warm and soft and salty and sweet. She whimpered softly as my tongue explored her. I used every trick I knew, every speed, technique, placement, hand movements and placements, and before long I felt her nails digging into the back of my scalp, her hips bucking beneath me, her juice flowing, and her whimperings intensity increase. As she came down from her climax, I kissed her thighs, her belly, and sucked at her nipples. P came over and I kissed her, my hand moving towards her clitoris and finding a familiar home inside her with my fingers before long. Alice began stroking my cock with one hand, then said to Bea, “sit on my face.” I took my hand away from Bea as she positioned herself, gasping slightly as Alice’s tongue found its place.
“Do you want his cock?” Bea said, her voice rising in pleasure with a female tongue exploring her. I heard Alice, slightly muffled: “yes, fuck me.” I grabbed a condom, slid it on, kissed my wife more passionately than ever, and entered her best friend. I started slowly, enjoying the whimpering sounds coming from underneath my wife’s pussy, the facial expressions of my wife, and the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of Alice. Like the rest of her, inside was soft and inviting. I never wanted to leave. I caressed Bea’s nipples and saw on her face she would climax herself soon – she’s pretty easy if you know what you’re doing, and I guess Alice knew what she was doing. As Bea came, she kissed me, and then dismounted, lying next to Alice on the bed and looking up at me. “Fuck her,” she said, “hard.”
I looked at Alice and saw her eyes widen, then she nodded. I lifted her legs and repositioned myself for better leverage, withdrew myself completely, then re-entered her with my full length (I’m fairly average but nearly felt myself bottoming out with Alice). She gasped and I began to speed up, moving my hands to her hips to draw her into me as I pounded her as hard as I could. Bea moved back on the bed for a better view and went back to playing with herself. I spent most of this time watching Alice and attempting to sear all of this imagery into my memory, but would occasionally look up at my wife and I knew that she was close to another orgasm.
As I heard Bea cum a second time, I checked in with my own body to see how close I was. With a condom on it was hard to tell, but I also noticed I was getting very very warm. I slowed the frequency of my thrusts down but increased their power, and felt Alice’s nails digging into my ass as a reward, and heard her curse in another language.. I looked at her in the eye and asked if she wanted to get on top. She nodded eagerly.
I laid down on the bed and let Alice mount me. In a new position it was like discovering her all over again, and if I’d been going in raw I’ve no doubt I’d have shot my load in that instant. She rode me slow and soft, then slow and hard, then harder and faster than I’d ever been ridden in my life, which I responded to at first by slowing her down gently out of fear for my member, but then once we’d found a solid fast and hard rhythm, I slowed her down again for fear I’d cum before I wanted. Soon, Bea had recovered enough to sit on my face, and I dove into her with ferocity, while Alice continued to ride my cock and make out with my wife.
At this point I checked the time and realized we didn’t have much left (we had booked the room for two hours). I mentioned this and Alice said, “well if you want to cum you better think about doing that pretty soon.” I asked her where she wanted me to cum, and she said to fuck her on all fours and cum inside of her (in the condom). I needed no further encouragement and set to the task she’d assigned me with vigor. At first, she ate Bea out while I pounded her from the back, but as both of us grew close to climax, she stopped, instead just screaming into the bedsheets. At last, I felt my cock nearing release. I grabbed Alice’s hair and pulled her head up, kissed her neck, bit her neck, and used my other hand to drive her hips back into me as my cock shot a load of cum so hard I worried it’d shoot straight through the condom. I felt her tighten around me as she yelled “oh FUCK,” and then she collapsed on her stomach, moaning slightly and writhing. I slid the very full condom off and tossed it in the garbage and laid down next to her on the bed, kissing her forehead gently and checking in with her. She smiled and kissed me, and then I switched to be in between her and Bea and kissed my wife.
With Alice and I recovering, Bea played with herself and kissed the both of us. However, since I’d cum in a condom, I was ready to go pretty quick, and Bea mounted me and began riding me slowly.
After a while, we switched so that Bea was on her back, I was fucking her, and Alice rode her face. Alice came again like this while I kissed her and squeezed her nipples. We tried several more positions – any combination of the three of us, we tried, though my favorite had to be that one: fucking my wife with no condom, kissing Alice and exploring her body, hearing both their whimpers as my wife’s tongue dove into Alice’s pussy. After trying several positions we switched back to this one, where I came a second time, deep inside my wife, while kissing her best friend.
Afterwards we cleaned ourselves up, got dressed, and went out for burgers.
We were all sore the next morning.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uxz9ie/my_wife_is_the_greatest_wingman_of_all_mff
Great story! Thanks for sharing.