Threesome Became a Twosome
My first threesome was with my wife and her best friend from college, a really cute petit redhead named Heather, although it was not quite a threesome in the end. I was powerfully attracted to her from the moment I first met her, but figured there was no way Id ever get to sleep with her. Well, it turned out she was very much interested in me and much to my surprise my fantasy was to be fulfilledand much sooner than I could have expected. We went out to dinner with her one night and proceeded to get extremely intoxicatedfirst a few martinis at the restaurant, then drinks at one bar after another. At the very last bar, a nondescript joint near Times Square, my wife and Heather started necking, right at the bar. It was very late and we were the only ones in the place, and the bartender seemed content to watch from a distance. I was close to passing out, but I hung on as best I could in the hopes that maybe something good was going to happen. It was certainly quite exciting to see two really beautiful women enjoying themselves with each other. I realized how attracted I was to Heather, and determined to do something about it. Slowly I reached my hand to touch hers, and she quickly gave it a big squeezemy heart pounded! They stopped briefly, turned to me and smiled. Is this turning you on? asked my wife. I think I probably just nodded and smiled. We decided perhaps it was time to go. Somehow we managed to get ourselves out of the bar and into a cab. The driver asked where to? and without hesitation I gave him our address, and neither Heather nor my wife objected.
Thank god it was a long cab ride as we all made out hot and heavy in the back of the cabHeather was in the middle and took turns kissing my wife and then me, full tongue. It was a total blast to experience that first kiss kind of passion again. We got back to our apartment and went upstairs; my wife started to undress, but then disaster struck: when Heather went to help her out of her shirt, my wife drunkenly pushed Heather away. Heather went to go downstairs, and by this time my wife had curled up in bed and was totally out of it. My biggest fantasy was turning into a bust, so I followed Heather downstairs. Suddenly she turned to me and we started necking again. Somehow we got out of our clothes and immediately I could feel her hot moist mouth taking in my cock. We then lay on the floor in a 69 and I licked her pussyshe tasted really good and I could have spent the whole night happily between her legs. We were like two animals writhing together on the floor and when I started fucking her it was hard not to come almost immediately. She weighed next to nothing, and it was easy for me to grab her ass, pull her down on my cock, and carry her to the sofa. I want you to cum inside me she whispered. She got on her hands and knees, her nice little ass right there in front of me, her wet pussy begging for my swollen cock. I grabbed her hips and slid my cock inshe was so wet I was able to get inside her quickly and before I knew it, I exploded inside her, pumping her full of hot white cum.
We lay together on the sofa for a little while, stroking each other, probably a bit in a daze from what we had just done. She finally stood up and started to collect her clothes. I watched with sadness as she got dressed. We kissed once more, and then she was gone. When I returned upstairs, my wife was still asleep! The next morning she remembered very little of the night before, which was probably for the best. I never did get to fuck Heather ever again, and then she got married and moved away. The memory of that night, though, will be with me forever.