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First Threesome - A Fantasy - Part 1 free porn video
I had been on XHamster chatting with Paul for a little while now. Even during our first chat in the messages he’d hinted that his wife was open and adventurous in their sex life. So, when we skyped and watched each other wanking off, he showed me the double ended vibrating dildo that she’d fucked his arse with. There was a short and long end with a disk in between, Paul slowly slid the long end, (his) into his arse and switched on the vibrator. From the way his body jumped, I guess he liked it, a lot!
Anyway, from those first online steps we discovered that Paul very much liked the idea of his wife being with us, either by looking at photos of her, talking about what she’d done to him, what special touches or places to touch got her extra excited. This inclusion of her and not just a man to man erotic chat worked for both of us, I got to see her sexy body – nearly always dressed by often a voyeuristic shot. It seemed she was there, not participating, but watching and validating what we were up to.
So we moved onto discussion of actually having a threesome. This story is a fantasy of a version of how that may happen. I hope you enjoy it.
Paul invited me around to his house for a drink. We had been working together on a project for a couple of weeks and had just submitted our proposal and it had been accepted. I hadn't been at his company for long, maybe 5 weeks or so. His wife knew of me as I had joined at a senior level and we both worked long hours. The office was just a couple of miles from Paul’s house but about an hour to mine, so it was simpler to invite me to his house for a drink, a celebration and maybe just to say hi to his wife as well.
We’d been drinking for about 45 mins, he had a couple of beers, I had just a soft drink as I was driving very soon. His wife, Alice, came in from work and seemed to have had a bad day. She was a senior manager at a local manufacturing company and, I think, things hadn't gone well that day. She poured herself a large glass of red wine and sat on the sofa with Paul. We chatted for a few minutes about getting approval for the project and what it meant for the next steps.
During the conversation, Alice’s phone pinged a couple of times, she ignored the first but the second seemed to have more urgency for her. She reached for her mobile and flicked through something on the screen. “Bollocks” she said, then embarrassed she looked to me and apologised. “I knew they’d do something stupid” she continued then set about sending texts or emails to whoever had given her bad news. Paul and I stopped our conversation while Alice concentrated. After a couple of minutes, she downed the wine and said she needed more. Up she got and went back into the kitchen.
I said to Paul that it might be best if I made a move soon. He said I should stay a bit longer as she’d be off the phone once she’d put some plan into motion. I was happy to stay as long as I wasn't getting in the way. Alice came back, apologising for her outburst and that she’d been rude in ignoring us. “Not a problem at all I said, get done what you need to!”
Her phone pinged again and she reached for it and seemed annoyed again. She set about typing quite a long message. She was clearly expecting a reply as she settled into the corner looking at her phone. As it pinged with the reply she tensed and pulled her legs up onto the sofa to type another epic text message. She was so engrossed that she didn't realise that her skirt was open, offering views right up her legs. Of course, Paul and I saw this. He looked at me and grinned, while slightly nodding his head in the direction of her body making sure I knew what was on show. He was proud of her body, as well he should be.
Paul had the best view by far, I could see her legs but not further. He said, “Does anyone need another drink?”, I said I’d have another, Alice said she did too. Paul stood and asked me to come to the kitchen as he wasn't sure what other soft drinks he had as I’d finished the Pepsi Max. He waited for me to get to the sofa and turned to Alice to ask if she wanted to open another bottle, as he might join her. I looked at her as well to see her response, “Sure, whatever”. But I didn't see her face, she was still sat with her legs up and I could see right to her panties, white with a see-through patch above the gusset. She was concentrating on her phone and didn't see that the two men in the room were taking in the sight of her pubic hair on show. Wow, her legs were gorgeous and the panties looked sweet, but her bush was exotic.
Paul stepped to the kitchen, grabbing my shirt sleeve to drag me away. I blushed, and he put his finger to his lips to silence me. He was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. He reached for my groin and held my stiffening erection. My voyeur view of his wife was very sexy but unfair on her. I was embarrassed. He could sense and whispered that they had discussed a threesome, not specifically with me, but it had been discussed a few times over the last 6 months.
He said, out loud, that I should open whatever I wanted and help myself to ice from the freezer. He took a bottle in to show his wife. I opened another can of something, I don’t recall what, and then looked for the ice. I realised that I hadn't heard them talking and it had been a while just to ask if that wine was OK. I was told later that Paul pointed out to Alice that she “was on show” and that I’d copped an eye full. Having finished two large glasses of red, she wasn't as bothered as Paul expected. A mix of annoyance from work, the wine and a “well, don’t you think your wife looks sexy” perspective meant she wasn't too bothered about it.
I heard the bottle being opened, some glugging of wine being poured, a clink of two glasses and then a pause. I stayed in the kitchen, keeping out of the way.
I saw both come into the kitchen. I leant back against the worktop, glass in hand. Paul stood on my side, Alice faced me leaning back. Alice asked if I enjoyed working with Paul, “Of course”, I replied, “he’s helped me out a lot, workwise and with the local area as I'm new around these parts. He’s been very welcoming, such as this evening – made me feel very welcome”.
Alice put her hands behind and lifted herself up onto the work top. “I'm glad he’s made you feel welcome. I'm sorry for having ignored you for the last 20 minutes. Let me make it up to you” she said. “Nothing to worry about”, I replied.
“No, let me welcome you to our house” and with that she lifted her skirt up showing her panties again. She stared at my face. I didn't see that as I was staring at her knickers, and the bush inside them. I looked up and saw her grinning. She took another gulp of wine and then beckoned me her hand. I took three steps across the kitchen and stood between her legs. She leant forward and kissed me, “Welcome”.
I kissed back and naturally rested my hands on her thighs. She moaned. I pushed my hands further up her thighs, testing the extent of the welcome. I reached her panties. I ran the back of my right hand across the front of her underwear, pressing a knuckle into her. She groaned into our kiss. She pushed me back. I stood still, rather surprised at her push. She stared right at me and then pulled her panties to one side.
I looked down and saw a beautiful furry pussy. The hair was curly, a mid brown, tidy but full. I could see her lips, glistening with a moistness and slightly parted. She kept the gusset to her left as I took in the view. I stepped back towards her, she quickly put her spare hand around my head and pulled me in while pushing me down. I knew what she wanted.
I knelt down and pressed my face to her pussy. I kissed the outer lips gently, running my tongue around each one. I pressed my tongue against her clitoris and then nibbled at it. She twitched and moaned at the same time. I ran my tongue top to bottom between her lips, then circled the outside of her lips again. She was shaking slightly. I felt both hands grip my head and pull me in closer. I began to suck on her clitoris with pursed lips. She gripped harder and now her thighs were also holding me in place.
Suddenly, I felt Paul’s hand on my arse. He rubbed it a bit and then slipped his right hand into my trousers. I pushed backwards a bit and he managed to get his hand inside my underwear. His hand was caressing one cheek of my arse. It was distracting but at the same time felt good.
At the other end, Alice pulled my head upwards and looked at my wet face. “Do you like my husband playing with your arse?” she asked. I stared at her for a moment. I cocked my head to one side and replied, “I've just had my face between your legs for 5 minutes and you choose to ask if I like Paul’s hand on me rather than ask if I like what I'm doing to you”.
“Hey mister, I know you like licking my cunt. You've been down there getting me close to orgasm for 5 minutes, lapping away at my cunt lips and my clit, without any concern other than to lick me. So, I'm pretty sure you’re enjoying licking my cunt”
“on the other hand, I don’t know quite what you make of my husband groping your arse”.
She looked past me to Paul. “I know I've always said I don’t like the C word and we call her my pussy, but this is something different, he’s someone that I know nothing about, this is not loving, this is, is, well it’s just erotic, and I will call my vagina whatever I want.” Alice looked back at me and said “Right, get your face back into my cunt and don’t come back until I've cum. You’ll recognise when that happens don’t worry!” and then shoved my head downwards.
I happily complied. I felt my tongue and kips needed assistance, so I slid a finger deep into her fanny, hooked it upwards and caressed her G spot. Oh, now she shook. I sucked hard at her clit, pressing with my tongue as well. My finger was extended as far as I could and rubbing as hard as I could manage. My forearm was burning with the muscles moving so much. I could feel her really tensing up. I pulled out my finger, she shouted “No, get that back in there”. I slipped two in this time wiggling them in different directions.
Now I was trapped between her clamping thighs and her hand on my head. I pulled back an inch or so and with my fingers, gave her cunt as much as my arm would allow. The first squirt came hot and hard. She tensed so hard, it was now hurting me. The second squirt was an almost continuous stream of hot liquid. It was splashing all over my face, I caught some in my mouth and it tasted fantastic, sharp but it was her cum so it tasted great. My fingers kept going, trying to force out more lady cum. She squirted in pulses for nearly a minute before pushing at my head, trying to get me to stop. I withdrew my hand and stepped back and upwards. She leant back against the wall, her eyes were rolled up, she wasn't breathing. Suddenly with a growl she took in a breath and went floppy. Her breathing was laboured, her chest was rising and falling, her legs quivered, and her cunt leaked more fluid. She looked a mess but an orgasmic mess, the best-looking mess, the most erotic mess.
Paul looked on, slightly impressed I thought, but maybe I was wrong. He reached for my right hand and slowly put my fingers into his mouth. He wanted to lick his wife’s cunt juices off my hand. I reached for his crotch and felt a really hard erection, feeling long and firm. He groaned around my fingers.
Keeping my fingers in his mouth, I stepped behind him. I pressed my erection against him, caressed his cock and, with my fingers in his mouth, pulled his head back against mine. I was slightly twisting his head to the right. I held my head there and he could smell his wife all over my face. He could feel the stickiness of her juices on my face. At the same time, I was now caressing him, both with my hand and my cock. I removed my fingers from his mouth and with both hands unzipped him. I tried to reach into his trousers but there wasn't much room in there. As I started to unbuckle his belt, I noticed that Alice was now watching us. She still sat leaning against the wall, but her eyes followed my hands.
I opened Paul’s trousers and fished out his steel hard cock. I stroked it a couple of times, Paul leant back against me and groaned. Alice sat upright and lifted herself up slightly to pull down her sopping panties. I heard her squelching as her thighs moved on the surface. I could feel Paul’s head lifting up, I guess he also heard her. They were staring at each other, I was stroking her husband and she was watching it. Alice had dropped her panties to the floor. She slid a finger along her cunt lips, she was so wet, her lips glistening, her hair matted, her lips swollen and all with that lovely squelching sound.
They continued to stare at each other, slightly lost in this erotic moment. I seemed to be in the background, not there other than to be wanking his cock, a tool rather than a participant. Boy was I happen to help.
Paul began to moan and to twitch. I squeezed his balls and stroked him with a harder grip. Alice was driving a finger into her cunt with a rapid motion. They were about to cum facing each other.
I felt the first shot of cum travel up his cock. I aimed the second and it hit Alice’s thigh. This caused her to squeal and she replied with a squirt of her own. His third cum shot hit her in the cunt and she leant back hard, pulled her lips apart and her cum squirted all over Paul and my hand. She continued to pulse her cum out to us, he gave a couple more shots with distance then smaller that dribbled onto my hand.
She collapsed against the wall, he was leaning on me. I pushed him to the worktop and turned him around to face me.
A couple of seconds later they were both looking at me, having slightly recovered. I had his cum on one hand, her cum on the other (well both actually). I couldn't immediately decide who should taste which. I decided to return the cum to the sender. I lifted my semen coated fingers to Paul to lick and the other hand to Alice to lick. Before they could get it all off, I switched hands and offered the other hand to them. They reached forward to taste the cum/saliva from their partner. Eagerly they licked my hands clean.
I stepped back pulling my hands away and looked at this couple. Only an hour ago I met Alice for the first time, I had entered their home for the first time and now, they were eagerly licking their ejaculated liquids off my fingers.
It fell silent. I didn't know whether to take charge and demand we retire upstairs for some fucking or to leave them to enjoy themselves, on their own, for the evening. Either way, it was a good start to the evening.
I’ll see where I want to take this story and get a second part written soon.
Anyway, from those first online steps we discovered that Paul very much liked the idea of his wife being with us, either by looking at photos of her, talking about what she’d done to him, what special touches or places to touch got her extra excited. This inclusion of her and not just a man to man erotic chat worked for both of us, I got to see her sexy body – nearly always dressed by often a voyeuristic shot. It seemed she was there, not participating, but watching and validating what we were up to.
So we moved onto discussion of actually having a threesome. This story is a fantasy of a version of how that may happen. I hope you enjoy it.
Paul invited me around to his house for a drink. We had been working together on a project for a couple of weeks and had just submitted our proposal and it had been accepted. I hadn't been at his company for long, maybe 5 weeks or so. His wife knew of me as I had joined at a senior level and we both worked long hours. The office was just a couple of miles from Paul’s house but about an hour to mine, so it was simpler to invite me to his house for a drink, a celebration and maybe just to say hi to his wife as well.
We’d been drinking for about 45 mins, he had a couple of beers, I had just a soft drink as I was driving very soon. His wife, Alice, came in from work and seemed to have had a bad day. She was a senior manager at a local manufacturing company and, I think, things hadn't gone well that day. She poured herself a large glass of red wine and sat on the sofa with Paul. We chatted for a few minutes about getting approval for the project and what it meant for the next steps.
During the conversation, Alice’s phone pinged a couple of times, she ignored the first but the second seemed to have more urgency for her. She reached for her mobile and flicked through something on the screen. “Bollocks” she said, then embarrassed she looked to me and apologised. “I knew they’d do something stupid” she continued then set about sending texts or emails to whoever had given her bad news. Paul and I stopped our conversation while Alice concentrated. After a couple of minutes, she downed the wine and said she needed more. Up she got and went back into the kitchen.
I said to Paul that it might be best if I made a move soon. He said I should stay a bit longer as she’d be off the phone once she’d put some plan into motion. I was happy to stay as long as I wasn't getting in the way. Alice came back, apologising for her outburst and that she’d been rude in ignoring us. “Not a problem at all I said, get done what you need to!”
Her phone pinged again and she reached for it and seemed annoyed again. She set about typing quite a long message. She was clearly expecting a reply as she settled into the corner looking at her phone. As it pinged with the reply she tensed and pulled her legs up onto the sofa to type another epic text message. She was so engrossed that she didn't realise that her skirt was open, offering views right up her legs. Of course, Paul and I saw this. He looked at me and grinned, while slightly nodding his head in the direction of her body making sure I knew what was on show. He was proud of her body, as well he should be.
Paul had the best view by far, I could see her legs but not further. He said, “Does anyone need another drink?”, I said I’d have another, Alice said she did too. Paul stood and asked me to come to the kitchen as he wasn't sure what other soft drinks he had as I’d finished the Pepsi Max. He waited for me to get to the sofa and turned to Alice to ask if she wanted to open another bottle, as he might join her. I looked at her as well to see her response, “Sure, whatever”. But I didn't see her face, she was still sat with her legs up and I could see right to her panties, white with a see-through patch above the gusset. She was concentrating on her phone and didn't see that the two men in the room were taking in the sight of her pubic hair on show. Wow, her legs were gorgeous and the panties looked sweet, but her bush was exotic.
Paul stepped to the kitchen, grabbing my shirt sleeve to drag me away. I blushed, and he put his finger to his lips to silence me. He was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. He reached for my groin and held my stiffening erection. My voyeur view of his wife was very sexy but unfair on her. I was embarrassed. He could sense and whispered that they had discussed a threesome, not specifically with me, but it had been discussed a few times over the last 6 months.
He said, out loud, that I should open whatever I wanted and help myself to ice from the freezer. He took a bottle in to show his wife. I opened another can of something, I don’t recall what, and then looked for the ice. I realised that I hadn't heard them talking and it had been a while just to ask if that wine was OK. I was told later that Paul pointed out to Alice that she “was on show” and that I’d copped an eye full. Having finished two large glasses of red, she wasn't as bothered as Paul expected. A mix of annoyance from work, the wine and a “well, don’t you think your wife looks sexy” perspective meant she wasn't too bothered about it.
I heard the bottle being opened, some glugging of wine being poured, a clink of two glasses and then a pause. I stayed in the kitchen, keeping out of the way.
I saw both come into the kitchen. I leant back against the worktop, glass in hand. Paul stood on my side, Alice faced me leaning back. Alice asked if I enjoyed working with Paul, “Of course”, I replied, “he’s helped me out a lot, workwise and with the local area as I'm new around these parts. He’s been very welcoming, such as this evening – made me feel very welcome”.
Alice put her hands behind and lifted herself up onto the work top. “I'm glad he’s made you feel welcome. I'm sorry for having ignored you for the last 20 minutes. Let me make it up to you” she said. “Nothing to worry about”, I replied.
“No, let me welcome you to our house” and with that she lifted her skirt up showing her panties again. She stared at my face. I didn't see that as I was staring at her knickers, and the bush inside them. I looked up and saw her grinning. She took another gulp of wine and then beckoned me her hand. I took three steps across the kitchen and stood between her legs. She leant forward and kissed me, “Welcome”.
I kissed back and naturally rested my hands on her thighs. She moaned. I pushed my hands further up her thighs, testing the extent of the welcome. I reached her panties. I ran the back of my right hand across the front of her underwear, pressing a knuckle into her. She groaned into our kiss. She pushed me back. I stood still, rather surprised at her push. She stared right at me and then pulled her panties to one side.
I looked down and saw a beautiful furry pussy. The hair was curly, a mid brown, tidy but full. I could see her lips, glistening with a moistness and slightly parted. She kept the gusset to her left as I took in the view. I stepped back towards her, she quickly put her spare hand around my head and pulled me in while pushing me down. I knew what she wanted.
I knelt down and pressed my face to her pussy. I kissed the outer lips gently, running my tongue around each one. I pressed my tongue against her clitoris and then nibbled at it. She twitched and moaned at the same time. I ran my tongue top to bottom between her lips, then circled the outside of her lips again. She was shaking slightly. I felt both hands grip my head and pull me in closer. I began to suck on her clitoris with pursed lips. She gripped harder and now her thighs were also holding me in place.
Suddenly, I felt Paul’s hand on my arse. He rubbed it a bit and then slipped his right hand into my trousers. I pushed backwards a bit and he managed to get his hand inside my underwear. His hand was caressing one cheek of my arse. It was distracting but at the same time felt good.
At the other end, Alice pulled my head upwards and looked at my wet face. “Do you like my husband playing with your arse?” she asked. I stared at her for a moment. I cocked my head to one side and replied, “I've just had my face between your legs for 5 minutes and you choose to ask if I like Paul’s hand on me rather than ask if I like what I'm doing to you”.
“Hey mister, I know you like licking my cunt. You've been down there getting me close to orgasm for 5 minutes, lapping away at my cunt lips and my clit, without any concern other than to lick me. So, I'm pretty sure you’re enjoying licking my cunt”
“on the other hand, I don’t know quite what you make of my husband groping your arse”.
She looked past me to Paul. “I know I've always said I don’t like the C word and we call her my pussy, but this is something different, he’s someone that I know nothing about, this is not loving, this is, is, well it’s just erotic, and I will call my vagina whatever I want.” Alice looked back at me and said “Right, get your face back into my cunt and don’t come back until I've cum. You’ll recognise when that happens don’t worry!” and then shoved my head downwards.
I happily complied. I felt my tongue and kips needed assistance, so I slid a finger deep into her fanny, hooked it upwards and caressed her G spot. Oh, now she shook. I sucked hard at her clit, pressing with my tongue as well. My finger was extended as far as I could and rubbing as hard as I could manage. My forearm was burning with the muscles moving so much. I could feel her really tensing up. I pulled out my finger, she shouted “No, get that back in there”. I slipped two in this time wiggling them in different directions.
Now I was trapped between her clamping thighs and her hand on my head. I pulled back an inch or so and with my fingers, gave her cunt as much as my arm would allow. The first squirt came hot and hard. She tensed so hard, it was now hurting me. The second squirt was an almost continuous stream of hot liquid. It was splashing all over my face, I caught some in my mouth and it tasted fantastic, sharp but it was her cum so it tasted great. My fingers kept going, trying to force out more lady cum. She squirted in pulses for nearly a minute before pushing at my head, trying to get me to stop. I withdrew my hand and stepped back and upwards. She leant back against the wall, her eyes were rolled up, she wasn't breathing. Suddenly with a growl she took in a breath and went floppy. Her breathing was laboured, her chest was rising and falling, her legs quivered, and her cunt leaked more fluid. She looked a mess but an orgasmic mess, the best-looking mess, the most erotic mess.
Paul looked on, slightly impressed I thought, but maybe I was wrong. He reached for my right hand and slowly put my fingers into his mouth. He wanted to lick his wife’s cunt juices off my hand. I reached for his crotch and felt a really hard erection, feeling long and firm. He groaned around my fingers.
Keeping my fingers in his mouth, I stepped behind him. I pressed my erection against him, caressed his cock and, with my fingers in his mouth, pulled his head back against mine. I was slightly twisting his head to the right. I held my head there and he could smell his wife all over my face. He could feel the stickiness of her juices on my face. At the same time, I was now caressing him, both with my hand and my cock. I removed my fingers from his mouth and with both hands unzipped him. I tried to reach into his trousers but there wasn't much room in there. As I started to unbuckle his belt, I noticed that Alice was now watching us. She still sat leaning against the wall, but her eyes followed my hands.
I opened Paul’s trousers and fished out his steel hard cock. I stroked it a couple of times, Paul leant back against me and groaned. Alice sat upright and lifted herself up slightly to pull down her sopping panties. I heard her squelching as her thighs moved on the surface. I could feel Paul’s head lifting up, I guess he also heard her. They were staring at each other, I was stroking her husband and she was watching it. Alice had dropped her panties to the floor. She slid a finger along her cunt lips, she was so wet, her lips glistening, her hair matted, her lips swollen and all with that lovely squelching sound.
They continued to stare at each other, slightly lost in this erotic moment. I seemed to be in the background, not there other than to be wanking his cock, a tool rather than a participant. Boy was I happen to help.
Paul began to moan and to twitch. I squeezed his balls and stroked him with a harder grip. Alice was driving a finger into her cunt with a rapid motion. They were about to cum facing each other.
I felt the first shot of cum travel up his cock. I aimed the second and it hit Alice’s thigh. This caused her to squeal and she replied with a squirt of her own. His third cum shot hit her in the cunt and she leant back hard, pulled her lips apart and her cum squirted all over Paul and my hand. She continued to pulse her cum out to us, he gave a couple more shots with distance then smaller that dribbled onto my hand.
She collapsed against the wall, he was leaning on me. I pushed him to the worktop and turned him around to face me.
A couple of seconds later they were both looking at me, having slightly recovered. I had his cum on one hand, her cum on the other (well both actually). I couldn't immediately decide who should taste which. I decided to return the cum to the sender. I lifted my semen coated fingers to Paul to lick and the other hand to Alice to lick. Before they could get it all off, I switched hands and offered the other hand to them. They reached forward to taste the cum/saliva from their partner. Eagerly they licked my hands clean.
I stepped back pulling my hands away and looked at this couple. Only an hour ago I met Alice for the first time, I had entered their home for the first time and now, they were eagerly licking their ejaculated liquids off my fingers.
It fell silent. I didn't know whether to take charge and demand we retire upstairs for some fucking or to leave them to enjoy themselves, on their own, for the evening. Either way, it was a good start to the evening.
I’ll see where I want to take this story and get a second part written soon.
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