After much anticipation, we finally decided to explore the idea of a threesome. It was my suggestion, and though she hesitated at first, I reassured her I wanted to try it at least once.
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We’re just an ordinary couple living in a conservative city, especially for our cultural background. I won’t specify where exactly, but it’s a place popular with tourists.
On the outside, my girlfriend seems fairly vanilla, reserved even, but once her clothes come off, a whole different side reveals itself. She’s shy to admit her fantasies but trusts me enough to explore them together. A year into our relationship, she confided that she wanted to experience being with two men at once.
A few weeks ago, after discussing it seriously, she went out with a friend to a bar. A guy approached her and asked for her social media. She hadn’t planned on inviting him into our adventure, but when she got home, she told me about him.
We looked him up together and he seemed like a polite, decent fellow—somewhat younger than her and here on a short vacation.
He later invited her to his hotel, unaware she had a boyfriend. She was honest and told him she was taken. He respected that and apologized for asking. Then she took a bold step—she asked if he’d be open to a MFM threesome, specifying it would be straight, nothing gay.
He looked surprised but handled it well. He asked if there were any boundaries, and she said with a sly smile, “Just be rougher than her boyfriend.”
So he came over, and I gave him the most awkward introduction imaginable. After a few drinks, we talked about experience, and all of us admitted this was our first time doing anything like this.
Gradually, the night unfolded. I started undressing her, revealing the softness of her skin and her beautiful breasts. The guest gently cupped and sucked at them while I teased her with my fingers.
She reached out, boldly grasping both our cocks, revealing for the first time how he stacked up against me. His size was pretty close—about 6.5 inches—though slimmer.
With a mischievous grin and a lick of her lips, she released his breasts, repositioned to face away from me, and lowered herself to take him into her mouth—her shorts still on, teasing us both.
I traced gentle touches along her back and breasts as he guided her head with his hands. The rhythm of her mouth bobbing on him filled the room. She moved lower to tease his balls, his moans growing louder as she worked him expertly. Watching her pleasure another man on our couch, a deep, primal desire stirred within me.
Her gagging only added to the intensity—my girth was thick, but his slenderness allowed her to deep-throat him effortlessly throughout the evening.
When I slipped off her shorts and entered her, the juxtaposition of her eagerness to pleasure both of us was both frustrating and incredibly erotic. He held her head firmly, thrusting into her mouth just as I moved inside her.
We switched positions, and soon it was my turn to be the center of her attention.
Minutes later, roles reversed again. This time, she lay back on the bed, with him firmly positioned on her face as I filled her from above.
His hips bounced relentlessly against her mouth, and after a few intense moments, he grunted and thrust deeper. She responded by gripping his ass cheeks tightly, holding him closer as he spilled himself down her throat. Her commitment to taking him completely was breathtaking.
Watching this, I pushed harder inside her, overwhelmed by desire, and released myself deep within her.
Afterwards, she slipped away to shower, and he quietly left. But the night wasn’t over yet—we eagerly anticipated round two.