Quick aside – actually wrote this (and several other ‘chapters’) for my wife, so not really sure how well it will translate for anyone else. But I enjoyed writing it and she enjoyed reading it, so I figured what the heck, why not.
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Ever since we started dating, I had threesome fantasies that involved you and one of your friends. I suppose the threesome fantasy is pretty normal for guys to have. At first the fantasies involved Caitlyn, who you always said you had a “girl crush” on. Then she moved away and you started hanging out with Amanda more often and she became the go-to third participant in my head.
You were aware of my threesome fantasy; we had talked about them generally, though it was not often a topic of conversation. The most interest you’d ever shown in it was one drunken night at Greg’s. We were having sex, you on top of me, and struggling to get me off because I had drank too much. In an effort to push me over mentally, we started talking about Caitlyn being involved – she wanted me, you were encouraging me to fuck her, she was loving my big cock inside of her, you were masturbating watching me fuck her. The whole thing was super hot. But that was basically it outside of me mentioning from time to time that I had jerked off thinking about having a threesome.
Amanda had recently moved to North Carolina and had made plans to come visit us. My threesome fantasies had gone into overdrive. I kept trying to imagine how it could possibly happen. It usually involved having more than a few drinks and then something totally lame like playing Truth or Dare (does anyone even play that once they’ve graduated from college?!). She ended up having to cancel because of work and would try to find a different weekend to come down.
Instead, you decided to go up there to visit her. We decided that I would watch the kids for the weekend, allowing you to have a couple days of total freedom and not have to worry about going out drinking with one (or both) of the kids sleeping there.
The night before you were going to leave, you finished packing and were about to hop in the shower. “Make sure to shave!” I said as you walked into the bathroom. You gave me a puzzled look and I grinned and said, “You know … just in case.” We both laughed and you got in the shower. As you got out and dried off, I noticed that you actually had shaved, leaving just a small patch of hair above your clit. I wolf whistled at you. You rolled your eyes and poked your head out of the bathroom, “I mean, would you even be okay with that?” Pausing just ever so briefly to think about it, I replied, “yea as long as you told me ALL the details. And maybe sent some pictures!” We both laughed again.
You arrived at Amanda’s the next day. After a busy day of shopping, girl talk, lounging, and eating, you both decided to go out to dinner at a local bar. Dinner turned into drinks. Drinks turned into more drinks. By the end of the night, you were both feeling exceptionally good and caught an Uber home.
You got back to Amanda’s place and debated between food and more alcohol. You settled on both – popcorn and wine as your nightcap. You settled onto the couch, a meaningless show on in the background, and continued to talk to each other. The topic of conversation turned personal, Amanda talking about how it’d been a while since she’d been with someone since she was single and so busy with work, and you saying that our sex life had been pretty good lately but that it was hard to find the time and/or energy sometimes with two kids. It moved from sex life to body image, you telling Amanda how great she looked from all the working out, and lamenting the changes that motherhood had forced upon you. Amanda blushed and thanked you, saying she was proud of how she looked and all the hard work she put in at the gym. Then she moved closer to you and put her arm around you, concerned you were upset, and countered, “I think you look great Megan! Does Mike not? Did he say something?!” You shook your head no, “He still insists that he thinks I look great and really sexy.”
“Yea, I agree. You look super fine tonight!” Amanda nodded in agreement, turning toward you. After a pause she added, “I’d hit it!” The pause had been a beat too long though, and Amanda laughed awkwardly. You turned to look at her and started laughing too. Her skirt had ridden up a little bit when she moved over to comfort you, and as you turned toward her your hand had fallen naturally onto her bare thigh. You looked down at your hand on her thigh, realizing how intimate of a position you were in, and thinking about how sexy her legs looked. As you moved your head back up to look Amanda in the face, your eyes lingered over her body. She had a tight, low cut shirt on and you thought her cleavage looked amazing. You really did think she looked sexy tonight.
As your eyes finally arrived back at Amanda’s face, she was biting her lip and staring at you. Her arm slowly tightened around you, drawing your faces together, your hand sliding ever so slowly up her leg. Your eyes closed slowly as you moved your lips toward hers. Her lips were soft on yours.
You pulled back from the kiss to look at each other, trying to get a read of what the other was thinking – was this just a kiss? More? Her eyes screamed more and you wanted her. You moved back in again, this time faster, hungrier. Her arm pulled you in tight against her, pulling you down on top of her. Your hand, still on the outside of her thigh, moved up under her skirt; you could feel her lacy underwear. You kissed each other passionately, your tongues entwined. “Fuck you are so hot,” she mentioned in between kisses.
Her hands ran down your leggings, feeling your legs, groping your ass. You could feel yourself getting wet. You pulled your hand out from under her skirt, touching her breasts over her shirt. You started kissing her neck and she shuddered slightly from your touch. You moved down to kiss the cleavage you had been admiring earlier. You ran your hand up her leg again, back to her underwear, and moved back up to kiss her. As you did, she started kissing your neck instead. You moaned softly and trembled.
You wanted more.
You sat up and started pulling her shirt off when she stopped you and said, “wait is this going to be okay with Mike?” You laughed and replied, “You know, he said to me before I left that whatever happened was fine as long as I gave him all the details … and maybe took some pictures, haha.” Amanda laughed, “typical boy, wanting pictures.” You added, “well he’s always had kind of a thing for you.” This surprised Amanda, “really?” “Yea, he’s told me a couple times about a threesome fantasy involving you.” And with that, you pulled her shirt off.
You leaned down, kissing down the top of her shoulder. You slid her bra strap off her shoulder and kissed down her chest. Reaching a hand behind her back, you undid her bra and pulled it off, revealing her breasts. You paused for a moment to admire them before bending down to kiss her nipples. She let out a small gasp as you began to suck on them, feeling them turn hard in your mouth. Your hand moved back to her legs, this time moving to her inner thigh. You traced up her leg toward her panties. Amanda’s breathing grew quicker as you started to rub her clit over her underwear. Your tongue traced circles around her her hard nipples, as you slid her underwear to the side and slipped a finger into her pussy. She was really wet for you. Your finger still inside her, she pulled your head up to kiss you passionately.
She pulled your shirt over your head, wanting to see you naked. Her hands undid the clasp of your bra and you sat up to pull it off all the way. She sat up, you now straddling her, and began to kiss your nipples. Her hand slid up your stomach to touch your other breast and a moan escaped your lips as you felt her tongue on your nipple. She pushed you backward so that you were lying down and started to pull off your pants. Kissing your stomach, she started to pull off your underwear – “well, I guess it’s a good thing Mike told me to shave!” you added with a chuckle. Amanda tilted her head with a quizzical look and you responded that I always say how much I like licking smooth pussy.
She laughed and said, “Oh yea? Give me your phone, I’ll show him what he’s missing.” You handed her your phone and she took a picture of you lying naked on the couch. Then paused a moment, put her hand on your boob, and took another. Finally, she slid one of her fingers inside of you and took another picture. “Mmmm enough pictures,” you whispered. Her finger still inside your wet pussy, she bent down and started to lick your clit. Her tongue moved down your smooth pussy lips, first one side then the other. All the while, slowly fingering you. She moved back to your clit, her tongue moving up and down. You looked down at Amanda, watching as she licked your pussy. You moved a hand up and started rubbing your nipple. She raised her eyes to look at you, and your eyes met. She continued licking you for a few minutes and you could feel an orgasm building. “Oh god, don’t stop.”
As the orgasm hit you, your hips bucked uncontrollably, and you instinctively reached your hand out and grabbed her hair, pulling her face into you. After catching your breath, you sat up and kissed her. You could taste yourself on her lips, and you wanted to make her come. You pushed her down and pulled off her underwear. “Sorry I didn’t shave, I didn’t have a horny boy preparing me for all possibilities.” You shrugged and said, “Oh I don’t care either way. I’ve never done this before anyway!”
With that, you started kissing her nipples. You slid your hand down to her pussy, feeling that she was still wet. You wanted to taste her. You kissed down her stomach, kissing the hair on her pussy, and then got to her clit. You rolled your tongue over it, kissed it, tried to suck on it. You licked down her pussy lips on one side and then up the other. You stuck your tongue inside of Amanda’s pussy, tasting her. You could feel yourself getting wet again, enjoying going down on her. You ran one of your hands up her body to grab her boob as you licked her. She started moving her hips up and down in rhythm with your tongue. You could hear her breathing heavily and moaning, arching her back every time you pinched her nipple.
You moved your hand back down from her breast so that you could finger her, and she came quickly and hard. Her entire body shuddered as she let out a cry. As her body stopped shaking, you laid down next to her, both still on that post-orgasm high. “Well that was fucking amazing,” she said. “Soooo hot.” you said, kissing her again. “So what are we supposed to do now, cuddle or something?” she asked. “I dunno, but I think I need to send these pictures to Mike before we pass out, haha.” You sent me a text with the pictures attached before lying back down next to her, both still naked.
Before finally passing out, Amanda asked, “So Mike wants to have a threesome?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/an5vpg/wifes_first_time_with_her_best_friend_ff
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