“Yeah, sorry,” she said with a smirk, “I don’t DO threesomes.”

“Yeah, sorry,” she said with a smirk, “I don’t DO threesomes.” They were sitting in the living room, each with a small glass of red. I had just got home from work and taken my boots off and was passing through on my way to the kitchen.

“That’s too bad,” I said over my shoulder as I continued on and grabbed a beer and a glass from the kitchen. I cracked it and walked back into the living room as I poured it into the glass. “We’re really very good at it, as you might remember, and in case all the kids weren’t a dead giveaway,” I said as I sat down in the opposite chair, carefully finished pouring my beer and set it down on the coffee table between us. “Yeah, no threesomes,” she said again as she leaned forward and smiled again.

We had known her since university. Partied quite a bit together back in those days but never really took it to the bedroom. She and I had made out a few times back then, both in front of the missus and after the missus had gone to bed and left us to finish the bottle. But it never went further than handjobs for each other. She knew I refused to even consider condoms so she was too scared to let me stick my cock in her since she knew I’d blow my balls in her when I was ready. Once, after the missus had gone to bed and I’d fingered her and got her off several times that night, she offered me a bj as long as I didn’t blow in her mouth. I said, “No deal. I cum and you swallow.” She stopped right there and jerked me off. She’d watched the missus and I please each other many times and even watched us fuck. She knew I liked to blow my load in a pussy or mouth and once I was in one I wasn’t coming out till I was done.

Many years later now and, although she flew out to visit us at least once a year, we never bothered to re-live those days. I’m sure she’d hear us fucking almost every night since the spare room was next to ours but she never said anything and we never got drunk enough to loosen the inhibitions like those earlier days. I’d occasionally mention to the missus, when we were fantasizing, that we should ask her for a threesome since we all trusted each other and I wanted to fuck her anyway but we never took any action on it. Apparently the missus had finally taken some action.

That evening, the subject came up a couple more times around the dinner table and coffee table and, though there was a bit of reminiscing and seemingly a bit of flirting too, that we hadn’t engaged in for many years, the end result was still, “I don’t DO threesomes.” Oh well. Win some, lose some I figured. The missus and I would still get ours tonight so it wasn’t as though we would suffer.

And we didn’t. The missus was on her back and quickly had her legs pulled back to her chest and was cumming on my cock less than two minutes of us getting into bed. I gave her a couple more before I had her turn around and took her from behind till I buried my cock and my load deep in her pussy.

We had laid together cuddling for about fifteen minutes when the wife’s phone lit up on the bedside table. The text message simply said, “So when do I get mine?” The missus showed it to me and just smiled. I laid there for a minute and we stared into each other’s eyes in silence as she rubbed my balls and cock. I got on top of her again and stuck my cock back into her cummy pussy. It felt good.

A few minutes later I got up and went into the next room. I got under the covers, opened her legs and got on top and straight inside of her. She was soaked as well. We kissed and pressed as much of our skin together as we could make meet. I lifted my head and said, “I’m going to put my cock in your mouth.” I pulled out and crawled up and stuck my cock in her mouth where she laid. She licked and sucked it while I fucked her mouth. I heard a noise at the door. When I looked I could see the missus standing in her robe at the doorway watching us. I fucked her mouth some more but could tell I was not going to cum like this. I pulled out and went back down to put it back in her cunt. I lifted her legs and started fucking her like I had just laid it to the missus just a little while ago. Soon she let go and, for the first time in many years, the missus was watching me make her friend cum again, though in a different and much better way than back then. Her contractions were strong. Even a little too tight for my comfort. I put her legs down when she was done and laid there inside her.

I turned my head to the missus and said, “I think I just wanna cum in her cunt now.” She sort of laughed as she said, “I’m sure none of us thought you wouldn’t.” “Yeah,” I said, “but I just wanna cum in her right now. You wanna come feel my cock when I do,” I asked? She didn’t say anything. I got up and turned her over. I pulled her ass up in the air and put my cock in her cunt and started fucking her hard. Soon enough her breathing changed again and she sort of grunted, “fuck me! I’m going to cum!” I said, “good. I’m going to cum in your cunt.” I could feel her pussy start to squeeze. “Yes,” I said. “Get it. Cum on my cock. I’m gonna fill up your pussy. Get it.” Her pussy was spasming. Her breath was short she was alternating between holding her breath and grunting. She was cumming.

I could feel it. I could feel my wife. She had my balls in her hand. Her fingers were rubbing the base of my cock and she was feeling my cock where it pumped in and out of her friend’s lips. I said, “here it is! Here you go! Here’s your nut! Take it! I’m cumming. I’m cumming in your cunt!” “Give it to me!” She grunted. I buried it deep and it pumped. The missus could feel it and milked it from my ass up through my balls as it shot through my cock. She knew my rhythm perfectly and matched it and amplified each spasm as the semen flowed through me and deep into her friends waiting and throbbing pussy. When I finished, it seemed obvious. I had no choice but to turn and kiss my wife as I kneeled there with my cock still deep in another woman’s cunt. And so I did.

I pushed her forward and onto her side as I rolled with her and laid there behind her and still inside her. I was getting soft but was so turned on I wanted to keep fucking. My wife laid down behind us. She held me. I laid there and enjoyed it while my breathing returned to normal. I pressed against our friend and flexed pelvic muscles as blood flow slowly returned to my penis. She could feel it growing inside her and pressed her ass back and slowly contracted and relaxed her pussy. I kissed the back of her neck as our movements became stronger. After a little bit more of this we were just plain fucking again. My wife was holding my stomach and ass while I fucked her friend as we laid on our side. Rhythmic deep thrusts soon had her on her way again. Her breathing was short and halted though her pussy wasn’t spasming as strongly as before. I kept going with her spasms till she was finished. I took a slight breather then started fucking her fast and hard to get mine. When I could finally feel it building I told the misses, “turn around. I’m almost there and I’m going to cum in YOUR cunt.” A few moments after she did, I was there. I pulled out, turned around and drove my soaked cock deep in the missus. After a few hard deep thrusts, I was shooting again. I drove it as deep as I could and enjoyed the pure emptying flow as every last drop of cum and care left my body. Not a single thought could enter my head for many minutes. It was bliss. When one finally did find its way in, it was simply, “damn, I have a wonderful wife!”

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