Her First Threesome

My best friend Joe and I had been nearly inseparable since junior high. Throughout high school Joe and I hung out together most of the time. When I met my wife Sharon our senior year, she often tagged along with us and we joked with her regularly about various things, including how she had one of the best things a girl could want, two guys to play with.

Joe and I talked about our mutual attraction to my future wife and how much we both wanted to get her into bed. I was not jealous and Joe and I actually talked about what it might be like to both fuck her. Over the course of our final year in high school, Joe and I "playfully" felt Sharon up and she spent a lot of time with Joe as well as me in addition to the time the three of us were together.

We all graduated and went to separate colleges and our little group sort of dissolved, although we kept in touch. About two years after graduation, I ran into Sharon at a festival our little town celebrates every year and rekindled our old romance. About a year after that Sharon and I married, with Joe as my best man.

We moved into a little apartment in the city where I had moved and was working while she continued to go to college.

One day I got a call from Joe telling me he was nearby and asked if we'd like to get together with him for dinner or something. We definitely wanted to see how Joe was doing so we invited him to our place.

We went to dinner and had a couple drinks. After dinner we went back to our apartment. We decided to use our new blender to make margaritas and made them stronger than they would have been in a bar. We all got mello and relaxed and started talking about the good old days. That led to some confessions to Sharon that Joe and I had not "accidentally" felt up her tits or her ass and that it had been deliberate. She started to squirm in her seat finding out that Joe and I were a couple of horny school boys who would have loved to get her naked.

I don't remember who suggested it, but one of us threw out playing strip poker. A few more drinks and we were blissfully playing cards and losing clothes. Sharon ended up naked first so Joe suggested she could remain in the game by performing a sex act if she lost a hand on the person who won the hand. She agreed and wouldn't you know it, she lost the very next hand! Joe won the hand so he had Sharon put one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked away at her tit while squeezing the other one.

So it went for a few more hands, Sharon winning some but losing most.

She finally had enough of playing cards and took Joe and I by the hands and led us to the bed where she stripped the remaining clothes from both of us and told us she wanted us to pleasure her.

We certainly accomplished that. We traded off putting our cocks in her pussy and in her mouth. She couldn't get enough! We went well into the next morning and finally stopped when the sun started coming up. Sharon lost count of how many times we made her cum and Joe and I both came a few times.

We slept for a couple hours and I was awakened by the sound of my hot wife screaming in ecstasy. I went to the other room and found Sharon and Joe fucking on the floor. It turns out that Sharon was so turned on by her first threesome that she went to the first cock she found, got it hard and lowered herself onto it.

We repeated the scene that night, fucking Sharon to ecstasy another night and well into the morning. After that night, Sharon turned into a sexual dynamo, fucking me almost every night and frequently pleasuring herself while I was at work.

She asked me to allow her to have some extra marital adventures to which I agreed as long as she described, in detail, what those adventures were and she took care of me. She took advantage and our sex life exploded with passion! Every couple weeks she was coming home telling me about a naughty encounter she had and occasionally she would bring some of her playmates home for a threesome or more some.

Joe was also a regular playmate for Sharon, both with me and without. She even experimented with some girls, but that's a story for another day.