My ultimate, ultimate, ultimate fantasy is about to come true, and I can't wait. Me, my husband, and you… a threesome. We decided to rent a hotel room in a secluded town.
My husband and I arrive at the hotel and check in. He heads up to the room, having been ordered to strip and sit in a chair at the edge of the bed, waiting for me to allow him to join in. I'm extremely nervous and excited at the same time. I can't help but shiver. My palms are clammy with perspiration, and my face is flushed with anticipation. I try to calm myself by sitting down in the lobby and picking up a magazine to read.
I've put some thought into my wardrobe for the evening. I'm wearing a short, off-white skirt with a long slit in the back and a white lace, tight-fitting two-piece corset that accentuates my boobs even more. It has an attached garter belt with sheer nude color stockings. I'm also wearing a see-through hot pink blouse, unbuttoned (because why waste the look of the corset with a solid blouse, it's meant to be seen), and 5" stiletto-heeled matching hot pink shoes. I'm dressed to kill.
I've only seen pictures of you; I haven't actually met you yet, but I already feel like I know you. You enter the lobby, scanning the people, looking for me. Once you spot me, instead of coming over and introducing yourself, you decide to sit across from me. I'm sitting with my leg crossed, unknowingly showing off the top band of my garter stockings. You study me intently for a few minutes, from my high heels to my short skirt and see-through blouse. Just as I sense your stare, I look up to a wide grin on your adorable face. I've seen your picture and just know it's you. I smile back, stand up, take your hand, and lead you to the elevators. I know you are watching every movement my ass makes as we walk.
The elevator doors don't even finish closing when I lean over to you and give you a wet, passionate kiss, searching for your tongue as I feel my way up your back and down to your ass with my hands. Your hands find my garter straps, traveling up my leg, further and further, stopping a moment, realizing that there are no panties accompanying my ensemble. But you feel the heat that's coming from me. All this anticipation has left me extremely wet, almost dripping. My hands move from your ass to your crotch, gently outlining the growing bulge and rubbing just a little.
The doors open to our floor, but I'm not ready to leave. I push the close-door button as I unbutton your shirt and start to bite your neck, lower, and lower, running my hands across your chest as I bite my way down your body. Your bulge springs to life once more. Now we can leave the elevator. I pull you towards the room. Opening the door, I look briefly at my husband. He's in the requested position on a chair by the bed, his cock rigid with anticipation. I look back at you, close the door, and start to undress you. First your shirt, button by button, slowly, as my hand vanishes under your Oxford shirt, moving further down on your body. Then your pants, unbuttoned, then unzipped. I tug at them and, surprise, surprise, you're not wearing underwear.
Now it's your turn. You unbutton what buttons there are on my blouse, using your hands to caress my shoulders, arms, and neck as you let my blouse fall to the floor. Next, you unzip my skirt and let it fall at my feet. That's all that needs to come off, you say. I keep the corset, garters, and heels on. I purposely do not make eye contact with my husband, who is by now on the edge of his seat, trying to take every detail in in the dimly lit room.
I want to taste you, but you have other ideas. As we head for the bed, we are connected by the lips as you turn my body to lay on the bed. I had planned to taste you first, but you got me on my stomach first. You want to taste me from behind. I land on my stomach, open my legs, and wait for your hot tongue to start its exploration. But you tease me, torture me first, running your hand up one leg then the other, stopping just before my ass cheeks each time, massaging, licking, and nibbling at my garter-clad legs. I can feel my juices start to seep. I can barely stay still as you continue your torture.
You move past my ass, past my pussy, up to the small of my back, bathing me with your tongue, biting me gently as you reach my neck. I immediately break out in goosebumps as you hit one of the most sensitive parts of my body. You are licking my neck. I can't take it anymore. I plead with you to taste me, to show me how talented your tongue is, to put me out of my misery. But once again, you take your time. You slowly make your way back down towards my kitty. I think that you're going to continue with the torture, but all of a sudden, I jump with astonishment as your tongue lightly licks the outside lips of my pussy, so lightly that I think I imagined it. I can feel your hot breath, once again sending shivers throughout my body. I am moaning, pleading with you to end my erotic pain.
You decide that you've teased me enough. I am wetter than I have ever been. Your tongue darts in and out of me, licking, parting me, drinking in my juices. You are no stranger to a woman's anatomy. You know exactly where to apply pressure, where to grab and gently bite, where to flick and lick. You have to hold my hips down because I'm squirming so much. I can't take it any longer. I can feel the orgasm rising, closer and closer, more urgent, faster, harder. Please, please... oh my god! I explode in a nerve-wrenching orgasm, so intense, so welcoming.
I want you, I want you so bad, I want to taste you. I get up from the bed and push you onto your back. I look up to see if my husband is still watching. He's almost on top of us, tongue almost hanging out. His cock is larger than I think I've ever seen it get. I knew this was a good idea. Back to the task at hand, or should I say at mouth. I take your cock in both hands, stroking it, feeling it, running my hands up and down, getting used to its size and skin texture. As I lick my lips in anticipation, I've wanted to taste you from the moment I saw you in the lobby.
Using my tongue, I wet the head, running my tongue around the entire thing, circling, wetting the entire cock. I am still stroking you with one hand and licking you with the other. I take your whole cock into my mouth, savoring the taste. Slowly, I move my lips up and down on your shaft, applying suction to critical areas, the area right below the head. I bite it gently, then move further down, biting and sucking. I use my tongue to massage one side as I move a little faster, more urgently, taking it down to its base. I lick, suck, and bite it more intently. I want to bring you to the edge, and I know it's working. My husband is salivating, actually salivating, watching me blow you. I still won't look him in the eye. Soon though. I know you're real close, but I want you in me before you cum. I have you put a condom on. I get on my hands and knees. I want it doggie, hard, fast.
You enter me in one thrust. I am dripping. My husband is almost jumping out of his seat to get a better view. I tell you to grab my hair, pull it as you fuck me hard. It's time to bring my husband in on the action. You order me to suck my husband off while you pound me. I begin to give my husband of so many years the most earth-rocking blowjob of his life. At this angle, you in me from behind, and my husband fucking my mouth, he can see every thrust, every stroke, every time you go in and out of me. This is the apex of my fantasy, my husband watching another man's cock plunge in and out of me. My hair is being pulled tightly by you as my back is arched while you continue to fuck me. But what I really want is to be totally filled.
You are behind us, and once fully lubed up, you gently, patiently enter me, slowly. Once past the point of pain, I push back onto you. You’re more than halfway in, waiting for me to get used to you. I push against you again, as far as I can take. You move in and out slowly, taking care to make sure I’m alright.
I am in heaven. I can die a happy woman. I am finally filled to the brim. My husband is laying beneath me, waiting for you to set the pace. Once both of you get the pace down, I am rocked, stretched, and thoroughly fucked the way it should always be. My husband manages to get his hand onto my clit as the two of you pound me. I can feel another orgasm quickly coming. Maybe it’s the complete feeling of fullness, maybe it’s just the fact that both you and my husband are there, but I orgasm in a blazing head-spinning moment. My husband cums quickly after, shooting deep into me. You are also not far behind (pardon the pun!). I feel you pulse as you cum hard.
Wow, I can’t believe I’ve had my first threesome. Still high from orgasming, the three of us collapse on the bed. I sit up between the two of you and introduce you to my husband.
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