The doorbell rang, and a thrill of exhilaration coursed through me. Tonight was the night! Lisa and I were actually going to have a threesome with another man. We had met Doug a few years ago, and had gotten to know him well during that time, becoming very comfortable with him as a friend. Doug was a bit of a flirt, and would occasionally tease Lisa with double entendres and such. Though she blushed or feigned anger, I could tell that she enjoyed the game and was excited by his attentions.
One night when the three of us were drinking together, Doug made a veiled comment about guy-on-guy sex that indicated an openness to the idea that surprised me. He had no idea about my bicurious interests, and quickly back-pedaled, perhaps feeling that he had said more than he wanted… but it got me thinking about the possibilities. The next day I told Lisa about the exchange, and broached the idea of inviting Doug to join us in a threesome. She rejected my suggestion at first, but as we talked it over she eventually agreed to let me ask him to join us in bed. A few days later when I talked to Doug about it he was completely floored, and eagerly agreed. And now, he was standing at our door…
I took Lisa’s hands and looked into her beautiful blue eyes. She seemed nervous, and a little frightened. “Are you alright?” I asked tenderly, and brushed aside a strand of hair that had fallen over her eyes. She was trembling slightly. I was almost afraid of what she would say.
“I think so,” she responded, “Are you?”
I nodded, and held her close. My stomach was fluttering with butterflies. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I kissed her gently and whispered in her ear. “Yes,” I said, “I love you.”
Lisa opened the door, to find Doug standing on the porch. A light rain was falling. For a moment, the three of us just stood at the door, all of us feeling a bit awkward.
“Well, come inside,” Lisa said, inviting him in, “it’s wet out.” Doug stepped into the house, and I took his raincoat, stowing it in the closet. Lisa asked if either of us wanted a beer, and we both blurted out yes, a bit too abruptly. The three of us made our way to the living room, where we sat on the couch and made small talk. All three of us were feeling nervous about the whole situation, but after a few drinks everyone began to relax, our tensions melting away, and soon we were laughing and joking together.
Lisa complained that her feet hurt, and Doug volunteered to massage them for her. She responded by stretching out on the couch, with her back leaning against me and her feet in Doug’s lap. While he rubbed her feet, I started kissing her neck and lightly nibbling on her earlobes. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her wiggling her toes over the lump in Doug’s trousers. I kissed her deeply, then excused myself to take a leak.
I took my time, wanting Lisa to get comfortable with Doug… and it sure worked! When I returned, Lisa and Doug were making out on the couch. He was sitting upright, while she straddled him, kissing him with her skirt fanned out across the couch. A flash of emotion went through me. It was part excitement, part pride (because I knew what wonderful kisses Lisa gave), part desire and finally there was a touch of fear. There was little time to think those emotions through, only time to feel them.
Lisa was breathing hard, and moaning softly as she rocked her hips back and forth. It was then that I realized Doug’s hand was under my wife’s skirt! She looked so beautiful, her lips parted slightly and her eyes lidded from the pleasure she was receiving. I walked up behind her and leaned over to nuzzle and kiss her neck. Reaching around her chest, I cupped Lisa’s breasts through her shirt. She sighed, her eyes heavy with desire. Her nipples were perky, and I could tell by the way she moved that Doug’s fingers had her pussy wet and aroused.
While Doug and I continued to kiss her, I unbuttoned Lisa’s blouse, fumbling slightly due to the trembling of my hands. I unfastened her bra to released her large, firm breasts. Lisa’s back arched, begging me to touch her, as my hands teased their way towards her breasts. In one smooth motion I grasped both her breasts. Lisa moaned as I continued to kiss her neck and shoulder and gently knead her tits and hard nipples. Lisa sat immobile, head thrown back, eyes closed, swaying gently as my hands explored her body. She was shaking slightly, too, which made her large breasts tremble. I kissed the nape of her neck, then down her bare back. Gently I scraped my nails along her smooth shoulder blades as Lisa’s familiar sigh filled the air. Lightly tracing the goosebumps my attentions were producing, I followed every muscle and ripple along her back as she shuddered quietly. Placing my lips against her shoulder I quietly inhaled her scent and reveled in how exciting it was to hold and touch my beautiful wife.
Lisa’s breath seemed short. She shuddered and her breasts jiggled lightly, just inches from Doug’s face. He leaned in, kissing her beautiful tits, and Lisa gasped. Her breathing was fast and excited. Having two men kissing her, caressing her, eager to fulfill her every desire was an intense turn on.
Lisa backed up, and knelt on the floor. She unbuckled Doug’s belt, then tugged down his trousers, her inhibitions melting away in the heat of her desire. She ran her right hand up Doug’s thigh, going underneath his boxers, and slowly, one finger at a time, she took hold of him. I watched fascinated at the sight of my wife touching and fondling another man right in front of me. Doug’s breathing became heavy as Lisa caressed his cock. He inhaled loudly and began to moving rhythmically with her strokes. Behind Lisa, I cupped her breasts and kissed her neck and shoulders as she rubbed Doug’s cock. My own dick strained inside my jeans, engorged with desire and excitement.
Lisa stood to remove her blouse, and Doug tugged down her skirt, revealing her fiery red pubes – she hadn’t been wearing any panties! She stood before us, completely nude. Her long hair fell down her back, and her breasts jutted out, her perky nipples begging to be kissed. Lisa turned to me, and quickly unbuttoned my pants, tugging them down to my ankles, and my cock sprang free, waving in the air.
Doug rose from the couch to stand beside me, and Lisa returned her attention to him. She tugged down his boxers, revealing his cock. Though her eyes lit up as they fell to Doug’s member, I didn’t feel slighted that her eyes were on him. She had seen me naked many times before, but the sight of Doug was fresh and new and exciting – to her and to me! His cock bobbed in the air, throbbing with his pulse. It was a bit shorter than mine, perhaps 612 or 7 inches long, but was thicker around. His head was rounded and bulbous, and his solid shaft curved upward into the air. A pair of enormous balls hung pendulously beneath his beautiful cock. My stomach flip-flopped, and I could feel my pulse hammering in my head. All I wanted to do was to drop to my knees and suck his cock, to feel his dick sliding in and out of my mouth until it throbbed and pulsed, filling my mouth with his sperm. But I couldn’t. I was embarrassed, excited and helpless. I felt my face reddening, as I stood torn by my internal conflict.