In a previous relationship, long before I met my wife, I once "shared" a girlfriend with a friend. It was still the best sexual experience I've had to this day.
She was a very "liberated" girl, let's call it that. Sexually adventurous, was willing to try anything. She'd fantasise about other girls that she worked with, sometimes whilst I was fucking her. We'd discuss her friends and she'd get turned on thinking about us both fucking them. She even stole a pair of her friends dirty knickers for us to sniff together whilst fucking. She was wild!
We talked about having threesomes, foursomes, orgies, that type of thing. Neither of us had ever done anything like that. We both found the idea of it a turn on. We had the kind of relationship where we liked each other a lot, loved each other "possibly" but ultimately were physically attracted to each other and the whole relationship was built on a strong sexual basis. She said she'd enjoy watching me fuck other women and the idea appealed immensely. I questioned how I would feel about seeing her fuck another man, or men. I suppose the thought of it felt very uncomfortable at first, but when I questioned why I thought like this, it was only because I didn't want her to prefer someone else to me. We both arrived at the same conclusion really, that sex was just sex, it didn't have to be based on a deep affection for anyone else, and so the idea of having sex with others became a lot less threatening and more appealing.
Our first time wasn't planned. In fact, it was totally spontaneous. A mate of mine dropped by with a bottle of wine and a card on my birthday - totally unexpected. We invited him in and he stayed for an hour or so chatting away. At that point neither of us were thinking anything to do with having sex. But as the wine flowed I could tell, just from her body language, that she was feeling horny. I just knew her well enough to spot the signs. At one point when he was out of the room I said to her, "Are you feeling horny?" She giggled and said, "Maybe!". I then asked her if she was ready to try her first threesome? She giggled and said, "Maybe" again. I knew it was game on. But I didn't know if he was up for it.
When she went out of the room and he came back in I said to him..."Do you think she's attractive?" Which was a stupid question really because she was a stunner - looked very similar to Linda Lusardi if any of you remember her? He said something like, "of course she is" and then I said, "She's always fancied a threesome with two blokes - are you up for it?" And after his initial shock and questioning me if I was serious, he confirmed he definitely was up for it.
When she came back in I said to her, "Why don't you sit next to Steve?" and she did. I told her that we'd been talking about her and what a good kisser she was - and I said to her, "Show Steve what a good kisser you are" - and that was it. We were off! They began snogging and I came up and started to unbutton her blouse. He started fondling her tits then she went for his belt and starting unbuttoning his flies. Within about 30 seconds all three of us were naked. He was between her legs licking her cunt and I was now on the settee deep French kissing her. She got up, grabbed us both by our cocks, and walked us into the bedroom.
What followed was two or three hours of constant fucking with her. We took it in turns at first then at one point I entered up her arse whilst his cock was up her fanny. As we moved in and out I could feel his cock in her fanny whilst I was up her arse. I have never had sexual thoughts about a bloke before, and I didn't then, but I must admit I found that an incredible turn on, as did she. I mean, she was absolutely gushing all over us both and her breathing was like she was panting and breathless with excitement. At one point she wanted us ball to ball on our backs. We obliged, she went down and started sucking both our cocks at the same time - then, she started rubbing them together! This seemed a bit too "gay" at first to me, but then I saw my mate's face and he was almost coming straight away at the sheer perversion of it. So, yes, I began to enjoy it and she was loving it. I think if she'd carried on for much longer we'd both have blown our load over each other's cocks. As it happened, we didn't, but reverted back to fucking her some more. I enjoyed watching him fuck her and he enjoyed watching me fuck her. There doesn't seem anything wrong or unnatural about that to me. Cock size didn't come into it. I'm bigger than him, in fact he was quite small, but she loved him fucking her every bit as much as she loved me fucking her. She just loved cock and didn't mind what shape or size they were - she just wanted them.
I think the whole thing only came to a halt because he was married and had to get back home for not too late a time, or there'd have been questions to answer. It was the most amazing experience. We did try a repeat of it a few weeks later - but it was nowhere near as good - probably because it was planned and therefore a bit "contrived" which took the spontaneity out of it.
I appreciate it is each to their own in terms of sexual tastes, but I was inspired to tell you about my experience, because it's not as some of you have said, a case of "sitting back and watching some blokes buttocks going up and down", it's far, far more than that. It's to let yourself go completely and pleasure each other to a degree that isn't possible with just two people.
I highly recommend it.
