Our failed threesome ended with great sex [FM]

My husband and I are mostly monogamous. We occasionally make out with other people (*always with a heads up*), but we’ve never crossed any lines beyond that.

We’ve considered it.

There’s this girl we both have a little bit of a crush on. We’re close with her in that we’ve traveled together and have been friends for 7 years, but she lives in a different city so there’s just enough distance. She’s an interesting artist who is smart, kind, and fun to be around.

She also happens to be a hot bisexual woman with a great ass.

*Ok I’m going to just ruin this now… I once interviewed her on here about her sex life. She gave herself the name “Sasha.”*

Sasha and I were once texting and she- completely unprompted- brought up that she was on an app where she had threesomes with various couples. I kind of smiled to myself because this was news to me. When my husband asked what had me so giddy I was like, “Did you know Sasha fucked couples?”

He did not but he was suddenly very distracted from his book. “Really? She has threesomes?”

What’s funny is as we continued to text, she kept asking if we had/would have a threesome.

“Dude, am I insane or is she hinting at something?”

My husband read my texts and his eyes lit up. “Ok… I’d do this. If you want to.”

“Please, do you know how long it’s been since I’ve fucked a girl? I’ll enjoy it more than you.”

He scoffed. “I… don’t know if that’s true.”

*The thing is, we’ve actually been approached a lot for threesomes. I don’t want to brag, but we’re a very non-threatening couple. We’re hella in love and generally nice humans. We’ve just never agreed on anyone until that moment.*

The text conversation ended with Sasha reminding me that we had agreed to let her stay with us and joking about how if our second bedroom is uncomfortable she would definitely be sleeping with me.

So yeah, she was not being subtle.

The next day, my husband and I sat down and talked about what this would actually look like IF it was to happen. We agreed we wouldn’t push it but we were both comfortable with the idea so boundaries we set.

We also both agreed, without a doubt, she had to make the first move. We also couldn’t do it without talking to her first.

*We’ve both been pressured into having sex so this part is VERY important to us.*

“You know I love you, right V? I’m very happy with our sex life and we don’t have to do this.” He told me at the end of our conversation.

“Honey, I know. I wouldn’t be down if I didn’t feel we were solid.”

“Rock solid.”

“…Are you rock solid?”

This led to him grabbing my hand and leading us to our bedroom. “God, I want to watch her eat you out,” he said as he threw me on the bed and pulled my shirt off. He started kissing down my body.

“I want to watch you bend her over. You know she has rough sex?”

“As rough as you?” He flipped me on my stomach and spanked me.

“No one is as rough as me,” I laughed.

He pulled my pants down and slammed a finger into me as I moaned. “Want to prove it?”

“Fuck me,” I cried.

He did. He fucked me so hard I saw Jesus as he called me a slut. Then we cuddled and talked about how much we love each other before we fell asleep

*My marriage is cool.*

So Sasha comes into town and things are pretty normal. We’ve known this woman for seven years so we have our usual inside jokes and patterns. Her and my husband cook together, and then Sasha and I paint.

There is a HINT of sexual tension, but honestly not much else is out of the ordinary.

At one point while we’re painting, my husband makes a pun and Sasha said, “He’s cute when he acts like a dad.”

“He’s cute all the time,” I respond.

She winked at me and my heart fluttered a little… Other parts of my body responded as well.

*I’m only human, ok? She’s fucking hot.*

Eventually though, it gets late and nothing has really transpired. So I decide to go to bed. I announce this and she looks a little surprised.

“You’re going to bed?” She asks.

“Um… Yeah.”

“Nothing else?”

I gave an apologetic shrug. “We haven’t talked or anything.”

She nodded like she understood and we went out separate ways. Apparently that second bedroom was fine because she did not sleep with us.

The next day the two of us did our thing. We went to brunch, went antique shopping, and then we came home to hang with my and listened to old records.

When he was in the bathroom, she brought up threesomes.

“Is this happening?” I finally laughed.

She got kind of serious. “I don’t know.”

“Ok… Well I think you should be sure.”

“But the thing is…”

Then my husband came back and we stopped talking. Again, things went back to normal.

We went out and all started drinking. It was hella fun and goofy… but again, we were *drinking.* As the night went on she got a little flirtier and it was as a tad thrilling.

When we all got into an Uber, she was in the middle and kindly put a hand on each of our knees. She stroked her thumb up and down, and it was very hard not to get excited. When we got home my husband made us all macaroni while Sasha and I sat in the couch.

She started stroking my knee again and the two of us finally looked each other in the eye and had a moment.

“I feel weird that we’re not sober,” I finally admitted.

“I feel weird because you’re one of my best friends.”

“I might feel a little weird about that too!”

We burst out laughing and she grabbed my hand. “Oh my god! I really wanted to!”

“Us too!”

“I feel so relieved!”

“Me too!”

We laughed and laughed until we were rolling on the floor. My husband commented on how we were both crazy when he brought us food, and looked between us confused. We all ate and then Sasha got up and declared she was going to bed.

My husband looked a little bummed as she left the room. “I swear I thought she was into us.”

I shrugged. “I think she is actually. It just wasn’t right.”

“Are you disappointed you didn’t get to fuck a girl?”

I shook my head. “I get to fuck you.”

He got a very big grin on his face. “I really love you.” He pushed me back on our hardwood and climbed on top of me. “It was kind of hot though, right? The fantasy?”

We made out for a very long time like that. I wrapped my legs around him and he dry humped me for a bit. He moved his hand under my shirt as he grabbed my breast and squeezed.

“Are we going to fuck on our living room floor?” I finally asked.

“I guess this is why we bought a bed.” He got off me and the two of us practically ran to our bedroom, giggling each time we ran into corners.

As soon as he closed the door, he pushed me against the wall and put his mouth on mine. I ran a hand through his hair and started scratching his back as he pushed against me.

“I want to suck your dick,” I groaned.

“No, I have to fuck you.”

“I want you in my mouth!”

He flipped me around so I was slammed against the wall with my back to him and he slipped a hand up my skirt. “No, you want this.” He pushed my skirt up and pulled my underwear down. “Tell me you want it.”

“I want it.”

He slowed down though. He put his hand in my hair and pulled slightly. He kissed my neck my ear as I started shaking. “I would have fucked you with her.”

I gasped but reached my hand around to cradle his neck. “I would have gotten you both off.” He ground his hips into me and I gasped when I felt how hard he was. “Please fuck me!”

I felt him unbuckle his pants and pull them down before he angled me towards him. “I would have fucked you while you ate her out.”

He slammed into me and I cried out. “I would have fucked her while you spanked me.”

“I would want her to spank you.”

I punched the wall and cried. “Holy shit, that’s so hot.” He fucked me so hard then I started convulsing. I gasped as he spanked me slightly and kept pushing into me. “I’m close!” I moaned.

He turned my head to the side and told me he wanted to watch me come. He held me as I squirmed under him and shook so hard I fell against the wall. He kept going through my climax before he kissed me on the cheek as I caught my breath.

Then it was my turn.

I got on my knees, put him in my mouth, and let him slam so hard down my throat I chocked. He only got a few thrusts in before he told me he was coming and gasped above me.

We feel asleep giggling and I told home we should ALMOST have a threesome more often. We agreed it would happen when it happened, and fell asleep telling each other how much we love each other.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wd1s78/our_failed_threesome_ended_with_great_sex_fm