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Sorry for the long post this is my first time sharing the story, and I felt like every detail mattered.
For years I’ve been trying to convince my wife, Lexi (24), to have a threesome with me and another guy. She always loved the idea but insisted it was just a fun thought. Deep down, I think she knew she’d enjoy it more than I would and didn’t want to risk making me feel insecure. We met when she was 16 and I was 17, so I was her first and, until I pushed for this, her only partner.
I’d been swiping on Bumble for months, searching for the perfect guy. In my head I had a very specific image, muscular, good-looking, and hung. Eventually I found him. Pinged just one mile away right in our neighborhood.
I added James on Lexi’s Snapchat and she finally started talking to him. At first, during any sexting, she’d hand me the phone because she didn’t want to see his dick. But after a few pictures, her interest shifted. James was as big soft as I was hard, and easily twice my size when fully erect. The more she entertained the idea, the more that size started to worry me.
Lexi is 5’1 with blonde hair and the sexiest little body I’ve ever seen. She’s stunning, and I’ve always felt lucky to have her. But slowly things changed. I’d come home from work and she’d casually mention snapping James that day. Sexy pics she used to send only to me started going to him too. I could tell she loved the way he talked about holding her down and fucking her like a slut. Lexi has always been shy, but she has a massive submissive kink. She loves being used like a toy and that’s exactly what James did when we finally met up.
We set some boundaries, no kissing, nothing too intimate, and safe words. Because of his size and my obvious hesitation, we specifically asked him to take it easy and not turn it into a competition. “Start slow and have fun,” we all agreed.
That weekend James came over. Lexi and I had decided that the first time she would only suck his dick, nothing more, until we were all comfortable. We started the night with shots of vodka and played stripping/drinking games. By the end of the first game we were buzzed, laughing, and the sexual tension was heavy. We were all down to our underwear. James couldn’t stop staring at Lexi’s perky tits, and I was already rock hard. When I noticed the thick bulge growing in his boxers, my stomach twisted. I realized we had approached a point we couldn’t go back from.
Lexi came over to us and dropped to her knees between us pulling my boxers down first. She started sucking me while stroking James through his underwear. When she finally tugged his down, his cock flopped out thick and heavy even soft. The pictures hadn’t done him justice. Fully hard, James was easily eight thick inches with a perfectly round shaft.
The way Lexi twisted her neck to take him into her mouth, then slowly worked her way down until her lips stretched around him is still burned into my memory. She sucked him like she worshipped it stroking the base with one hand, taking as much as she could with her mouth, pulling him out with a wet pop, then licking up and down his shaft. James grabbed her hair and shoved her face to his stomach, she gagged hard, her grip tightening on my dick as she took every inch down her throat.
As he fell out of her mouth she looked up at him with a smile, then moved back to me. I was already on the edge.
I told her I wanted to eat her out while she sucked him. As I did, I could feel her pussy clenching every time she gagged on James. The sounds of her choking and gasping were driving me wild and I could see her dripping down her legs.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I got behind her and slid in. She was soaked. After just a few minutes the whole scene overwhelmed me and I pulled out, cumming hard onto the floor. They both looked at me and I felt my face burning with embarrassment. Instantly I wanted this to be over. I had lost all hope and confidence in myself. I asked James if he was close, he said no with a slight chuckle. I was already soft and spent, but I didn’t want to ruin it for them. I asked Lexi what she wanted to do and James suggested she ride him for just a minute to get him close again, then he’d finish with her mouth.
“I think just a minute would be fine,” Lexi said, already moving to straddle him.
She faced me as she lowered herself onto him. The gasp she let out when he stretched her open was something I never heard before. Her hands turned white gripping his thighs as she slowly started riding. Before long she was bouncing hard, moaning softly while James held her hips and pulled her down onto every thrust. Her eyes were closed and mouth opened as she let out sighs of pleasure feeling him inside her.
It was intense to watch, but I got hard again and suggested we move upstairs to our bed. As she stood up, his thick cock slipped out of her with an audible wet sound. James slapped her ass on the way up the stairs and she giggled. That small moment sent a sharp jolt of jealousy through me. I had planned this in my head for years but never thought about the reality of what sex is. You can’t turn a switch off in your brain when it’s telling you you’re losing control of a situation you thought you had.
In the bedroom we started with blowjobs again. Lexi took turns sucking us, but I could tell she was already lost in him. She stopped and got on the bed saying she was ready to be fucked again. Out of jealousy I said she should just suck him until he came while I fucked her. She looked almost disappointed, but agreed. James stopped her.
“I can’t give this up yet” James said as he moved to the edge of the bed.
Before I could say anything, James was pushing back inside her. Her back arched, hips rising to meet him. I climbed onto the bed and placed her hand on me, but she was barely aware I was there. James started slow, letting her adjust him again. But as she loosened he started going faster and harder fucking her with deep, wet thrusts. Each slap of skin made my stomach drop. She was moaning louder than I’d ever heard, whimpering “Oh my god… oh my god… no, no, no…”
He had both hands wrapped around her slender waist, holding her in place as each thrust sent waves through her body. At this point Lexi had let go of me and was gripping the sheet, her tits bounced wildly. He pushed her closer to climax with different strokes, he had her pinned to the bed and fucked her like just like he said he would in the texts. I was a helpless bystander.
James pulled out, apologizing for getting carried away. “I felt how wet and easy you were taking me and forgot we said go slow.”
“It’s fine,” Lexi panted, smiling.
James stood over her, stroking himself looking at what he had done and I felt invisible. I wanted to stop and send him home but I knew how embarrassing it would be for me. She was loving this and I couldn’t do it for her. My cock was throbbing with pain and envy. I tried to fuck her next, but she felt loose after him. A completely different sensation.
James had her deepthroat him again, her head hanging off the edge of the bed. Her face was draped with his body and balls. He would let her catch her breath and go right back down her throat. Fucking it almost like he did her pussy. The scene crushed me and I lost any sense of a boner. I stepped away and just watched him have his way with her. When he pulled out to cum Lexi rolled off the bed onto her knees as if she was excited for him to cum on her. We never talked about a facial but I didn’t think we needed that. It was too much for me but I couldn’t look away. She closed her eyes opened her mouth giving him choice over how she took it. She took ropes of cum on her face. With small amounts oozing out he placed his dick back in her mouth and slowly stroked out everything he had left as she sucked and swallowed. “Clean it as I pull out” and as he did I heard the slight pop of suction as his dick came from her mouth. He fully claimed my wife in ways I can’t. I felt gutted and the goodbye made it 10 times worse. He said it was fun as he got dressed and said he’d snap her later and left. Using the woman of my dreams like a whore in front of me and acted like it was just another day.
Afterward, Lexi limped to the kitchen for water while I sat on the couch in a daze. When she came back we talked and I admitted it was harder than I expected watching him fuck her so hard, hearing her moan like that. She said, “If you didn’t like it, we don’t have to do it again,” then grabbed a snack and turned on Netflix like nothing had happened.
To this day I still replay that night in my head constantly. And I wonder how often does she?
We haven’t done anything since then and that was a little over a month ago. They no longer talk and I’m thankful for that. I think I’d still like to try again but I’m terrified it would go the same way.