Wife Threesome Novels & Stories

Not the worst way to spend a Tuesday evening. ******* First Threesome 1::: My wife Rhea and I have always had a healthy sexual relationship. Having sex or at least something sexual probably slightly more than the average mid 20’s couple, but nothing too excessive (if there is such a thing). I’ve always described Rhea as my type of woman. Curvaceous, sexy, funny, dark haired and olive skinned, Rhea was everything I’d look for in a woman. She’s always known how to please me both in and out of the bedroom and is, in general, the perfect wife. One night something happened in our relationship that had never even been discussed, let alone done before. We had a threesome. It wasn’t a planned event,

“Why are you laughing? It’s not funny. I don’t want to be involved with someone , whether that be friends or more, if they are engaged to some other woman.” “Whitney, she’s a lesbian. She has a girlfriend. If you don’t believe me I can take you to their house right now and let you meet them. There is nothing going on between her and I. No sex. No nothing. I mean yeah it would be hot as hell to have a threesome with the two of them but they do not like dick. At all.” “Wow. Umm.. I don’t know what to say on that. I’m sorry I hadn’t given you a chance to explain this before now. Would you like something to eat? My treat.”

Her son was recently rumored to be gay, a rumor that she started when she saw them kissing at one of the bars her cousin owned. “Well, some time this year.” Martha said, avoiding eye contact. “I thought so.” The other ladies were shuddering and whispering some gossips. The lunch date was a once-in-a-while occasion planned by Martha and Celia to bring the rich mothers together to connect and, most of all, “support” each other in times of need. A lunch date turned into a war zone over who had the most, scandals, and the hottest gossip. She got tired of everything; she wanted to do something different, but it was the same thing over and over again. Celia had wanted to work, but Dan wanted her t

he jokes. My laugh turns into a moan, my eyes rolling back into my skull as he sinks his cock inside me to the hilt. I take a firm grip of Jartre’s hair as I dig – barely – my nails into the abs of Clone Jartre. With perfectly timed movements they begin to work together, one claiming my ass while the other claims my pussy. I’ve never been in a threesome and now I’m in one with the same man, and it’s fucking mind-blowing. I can feel Jartre’s pleasure deep within me and now I feel it to the power of two. My loud wanton moans fill the air as Clone Jartre exposes my breasts and squeezes them, kneading them and pinching my nipples as he pounds my pussy.

"Now fuck his cum out of me." Mark did, with a zeal that made me scream into the mattress with a series of relentless, overlapping orgasms. Later, after the threesome, after the boys were in bed, Liam and I approached Mark again in his room. "Can we have a threesome?" I asked, my voice cute but bold. Mark grinned. "You never get satisfied huh." What followed was a blur of hands, mouths, and bodies. They both worshipped my pussy, my breasts. Liam dry-humped me as we kissed. Mark fingered me to one orgasm. I rode Mark while Liam watched, then turned to suck Liam while Mark took me from behind.

I thought I'd be jealous, watching him with another woman—but he gave us exactly what we needed, and we weren't shy about giving it right back to each other. Let's just say... there were plenty of orgasms to go around. Now? Threesomes are kind of our thing. Not every weekend or anything, but often enough that it doesn't feel dirty anymore. And honestly? Even if Gray and I ever made things official, I don't think I'll stop. As long as the other woman knows the rules—he's mine. Gray knows the second I say my safe word, everything stops. No questions. No exceptions. And so far? I've never had a reason to doubt he'll honor that every damn time.

"No. Of course not. I'd know the person, of course, but want to act like I don't while they force me. Like, like..." "Hey, Kami, you know I'm not asking you with any judgment," Laury is quick to say. "I think a lot more women have that fantasy than will admit." "One of you please go so my face can stop feeling like it's on fire." "Okay.” Laury states. “Mine is pretty simple. I want to have a threesome." "Hold up," Ezekiel cuts in, leaning forward. "With another girl, or two guys?" Laury smiles. "Ha. I didn't think anyone would actually ask. Two guys."

I had to be a gentleman. Unexpectedly, as we continued to talk, my uncle’s wife and Eben’s mother appeared behind us and got closer. It was Esther who first saw them. I didn’t expect them to approach us, but I was not surprised. I knew them so well. They were gossip mates. Their mouths were always busy when they were together. They gossiped about almost everything and everyone. They knew every hidden secret. They knew every problem and the solution to it. They knew every child and their real fathers in the community. They knew every unfaithful wife, and every cheating husband. After greeting us, they asked Esther questions – meaningless questions. But Esther had the patience, and answered th

HOLY SHIT! Henrik and I have had some threesomes in the past, but it was never like this. There was one woman who wanted to attempt this formation. It all came to a halt when she realized around the time Henrik got the tip in her ass that she couldn’t handle the two of us in that close proximity. Zoe is the only woman that’s been able to handle it.

But he really answered it! "I understand that some people might find threesomes unconventional and even uncomfortable. However, love knows no boundaries. There can’t be valid reasons behind such choices. When love entered our lives, we embraced and cherished it, regardless of gender or the number of people involved. Everything we do is guided by our hearts." Ethan spoke passionately about his relationships, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. "Do you remember that I met Ric first? Despite our deep love for each other, we always felt like something was missing. We couldn't quite identify it until Charl came into our lives. Now that we're all together, we finally feel complete."