Lisa and Me and...

Threesomes, sharing and swapping were things that my wife and I had discussed and agreed excited both of us, but never really acted on. The closest we'd ever come was when we were out with a friend for a fun night of drunken dancing. Lisa and I met up with Eric at one of our favorite night spots. I usually enjoy the drinking, loud music and vibe more than anything else when I go out to clubs, so I danced with my wife for three or four songs in a row and then begged off to go sit down for a bit, this pattern continued for most of the night. For the most part Lisa went over to Eric and danced with him while I sat, occasionally she'd dance with a stranger or just come with me back to the bar for a rest.

As the evening wore on and we became more and more intoxicated she began dancing closer and more suggestively with both Eric and me. She's a very attractive woman, 5'6" and about 110 pounds of toned muscle with brunette hair. He isn't a bad looking guy, certainly nothing to write home about, but he more than made up for not being a playgirl centerfold with his energy and enthusiasm. As I watched them dance I became more and more excited. Many of the positions on the dance floor are virtually the same as sexual positions, the bumping and grinding became so intense that it almost seemed like they were actually fucking right on the dance floor.

At the end of the night we all caught a cab home; Eric sat in the front while we piled into the back seat. We were like a couple of teenagers kissing and touching each other within moments of entering the vehicle, leaving Eric to direct the cabby to our destination. About 10 minutes into a 15-minute ride my wife whispered into my ear, "Do you want to invite him back to our place?"

Intrigued and suddenly sobering, I whispered back to her quietly, "Why whatever do you mean?"

"Jack Thomas, I think you know all too well what I mean."

I was stunned. My 25-year-old wife was actually proposing that we have a threeway, and not with just anyone, but with one of our long time friends. A little shocked and more than just a touch curious, I made the one mistake that was sure to doom any chance of things actually happening. I stopped and thought for a second. I love my Lisa and as sexy as it sounds to tag-team her with some a buddy like some kind of raver/club girl that we had just picked up, I just didn't know if I was really up to it.

Intuitively my wife sensed the hesitation and recommended that we take advantage of one of our numerous toys and let our imaginations have the fun for tonight. Five minutes later we were in our house and ripping the clothes off of one another. All the time she kept telling me about how much she'd enjoyed dancing with Eric and how she could feel his cock rubbing up against her crotch. Apparently at numerous points through the night she'd actually moved herself into position so that his cock would rub directly against her clit. We fucked for several hours that night, both experiencing numerous orgasms.

That was two years ago and the closest I've ever been to experiencing a threesome.

Both my wife and I were fairly inexperienced when we'd met. We'd each had only a couple partners and only had sex a few times with each of them before we got together. We found ourselves in our 20's enjoying the American dream, working jobs that paid more than enough for us to pay our bills, go out on the weekends and sock away some cash for retirement. Although it seemed like everything should be perfect, we were quickly finding ourselves to be bored with the way things were going. The passion that seemed too constant in our early relationship now came in spurts. We'd be all over each other for a week or two, but then it might be a few months before we became that heated again. We didn't argue or dislike each other; it just seemed that the fire that existed before had settled from a crackling flame to low burn.

And that's exactly the point we were at when everything changed. It was mid-November and we were in the midst of a really intense house cleaning. Eric had moved away shortly after the dancing experience, accepting a job several states away. We remained close and usually saw him a couple of times a year when he would return to visit with family and friends. This Thanksgiving he was planning on coming into town for the holiday weekend, arriving late Wednesday and leaving late Sunday. While he usually stayed with his parents, their house was full with other relations this year, so we offered our spare room. While I was doing the dishes I suddenly found myself staring into blackness as someone placed their hands over my eyes. A warm body pressed against my back and my wife's voice whispered for me to shut my eyes and keep them shut. She had gone out to the store for some more cleanser and I hadn't heard her enter with the water running. Slowly she led me away from the sink and into our living room, sitting me down on the couch.

"OK, you can open them," I heard her say.

When I opened my eyes I was greeted by the site of a woman having sex with several men on the television. The sound was muted, but you could tell that the lady was really enjoying herself. I looked to my left and found my wife lying next to me on the couch wearing nothing but a sexy lace bra and thong set with matching garter and stockings. She had her legs lewdly spread open with one leg sitting on the couch, bent at the knee, the other was resting on the coffee table. I really couldn't help getting a shit eating grin on my face and letting out an excited expletive (I'm really not sure exactly what I said). Quickly I leaned over and began kissing my wife and caressing her breasts through her bra. She transitioned us to a sitting position and pulled me off of her, recommending that I "enjoy the show."

Reaching to the side of the couch she pulled out one of the vibrators that use on an occasional basis and moved to the recliner. Pulling out the foot rest she sat back and began to watch the film while slowly running the now vibrating phallus over her body. It gently crossed both of her breasts and moved slowly down towards her vagina. Moving in an arc she skillfully skipped over her laced crotch and began stroking the insides of her thighs. Only after working herself up like this did she finally allow the vibe to reach her mound, emitting a sharp moan as it touched her.

I was mesmerized. I couldn't help but continue to look back and forth as Lisa continued to play with herself. I would watch her as she stared at the screen and then when she appeared to be really enjoying things steal a look at the television to see what was on the screen. The film was very graphic. A young brunette, probably in her early 20's although she could have passed for late teens, was being mauled by six or seven guys. They had her naked and bent at the waist, servicing one man orally and taking it from behind by another.

My wife was now moaning softly to herself as she moved the vibrator in and out of her pussy. Her other hand alternated between touching her clit and rubbing her breasts which she slipped out of the bra. I couldn't help but touch myself and pulled my cock out of my pants and began to stroke it.

Lisa began to tense up and shake, screaming, "OH GOD! FUCK!" Her orgasm was intense and she shoved the vibrator as deep as it would go inside of her smooth pussy, I could see the end of it barely visible inside of her. Standing she winked at me and told me that the show was not quite over.

Bending over she removed her panties, only now did I see that she had completely shaved herself. When did she have time for that I thought to myself as she reached to the side of the couch and pulled out a new dildo. Not overly large, but certainly man shaped, she must have purchased this new toy when she got the video. Getting into a kneeling position she bent over and placed one arm and her face on the ground. Reaching back with the dildo she gently inserted it into her spread hold and started working it in and out. After about a minute of this she reached up and grabbed the original vibrator and put it in her mouth, sucking on it for all she was worth. Taking the vibrator out of her mouth she placed it at the entrance to her ass and began to push. Anal sex was something I'd always wanted to try but she'd always been against, claiming that she just didn't think it was all that sexy of an idea. Slowly the vibrator, lubricated by only her own spit entered Lisa's ass. She turned the setting up and it began whirring inside of her as she worked it in and out. Gasping slightly she alternated between moving the dildo and vibrator. Needing to go back to the vibe frequently as it kept pushing itself out of her tight ass. Getting off the couch I moved over behind her took over control of the toy in her ass. Quickly she switched to fucking herself with just the dildo, ramming it into her cunt at lightning speeds. Taking my cue from her actions I moved it quickly in and out of her rear entry. She was moaning and screaming like a $2 whore and my penis was aching with need. As she approached orgasm I whipped the vibrator out and removed the dildo as well.

"What are you doing?" she asked incredulously, as if I'd just stolen candy from a baby. I moved in front of her and presented her mouth with my penis which she attacked like never before. After about 30 seconds I couldn't take it any more and pulled it from her mouth and moved behind her. I stroked into her vagina which was now slightly stretched open by the dildo. After only a couple in and outs I removed it and placed the mushroom head of my cock at the entrance to her ass. Taking the fleshy dildo I handed it to her and told her to start sucking on it, which she did immediately. Pushing with force I entered her ass accompanied by a string of strained cursing from my wife.

"Put it back in your mouth, whore," I growled at her. She moaned at this and obediently shoved the dildo back into her mouth. I started fucking her ass slowly, but picking up speed. After a few moments of this I reached to the side and took the vibrator, turned it on high and plunged it into her wet box. It was incredible, her tight ass which I'd never experienced before became even tighter and I could feel the vibrator humming along beneath my cock. My wife was moaning and screaming around the dildo. I could tell she was in some pain, but could also tell that she was loving every minute of it. She quickly had a series of orgasms, or at least I that's how she later described it. Her body began to shake and she kept yelping as her butthole went through a series of convulsions around my cock. I couldn't take it any longer, pulling out of her I quickly flipped her over and moved up to her head. Just like a pro in the pornos I groaned as I nutted all over her beautiful face. Cum flew out and covered her, I might as well have been Peter North at that moment.

After a short and quiet recovery period we began talking. I asked her what had brought that on and she shrugged, "I'm not exactly sure. I was in the grocery store picking up the 409, thinking about what I needed to clean for Eric's stay one minute and then the next I was thinking about that night when we went dancing and you turned me down on inviting him in."

She paused and stared at me as if unsure to continue, but slowly began again.

"I know we both said it was for the better, and I totally agree with you that it would've been a risky maneuver for us, but I can't help but get turned on by the could have been."

I thought about what she was saying and was instantly turned on and frightened. My reply was measured, "Well, if you'd like to consider doing something more, I guess I can think about it too. I'm still not sure, but I will think about it. I do think that next weekend might be a good opportunity if we were to ever do something. I can't think of anyone that would be better than Eric. I certainly wouldn't want to do anything with a stranger. Eric seems discreet and playful. Plus, now that he's moved out of state, he wouldn't be around all the time so hopefully that would help things from getting too awkward."

Lisa agreed with me and we continued to clean the house. Eric was arriving in four days; that was a lot of time to think.

When Flight 417 touched down I was jittery, really jittery. For the last few days Lisa and I had been having near nonstop sex. We'd been using toys, movies, I was sticking my cock in all of her holes and she was loving it. We hadn't spoken about our conversation since we'd had it, but we both knew it was on the other person's mind. As Eric walked past the security check point we walked up and greeted him, me with a handshake, my wife with a hug.

It's incredible the little things that you'll notice at times like these. The hug, she always hugged mark when he came into town for one of his visits, but this time it stood out. When we walked to the car we talked politely about the ride and work and other completely normal things, but Eric walked between us. Little things make you wonder and at a time like this I was a little concerned and jealous, but at the same time the possibilities raced through my mind I was turned on and excited. I saw visions of my wife getting done from both sides in my head. I saw her getting double penetrated. I think that was the moment that I made up my mind that I was going to let Lisa control the weekend, whatever she wanted to happen was going to happen.

After a quick call to his family to let them know that he had arrived safely and to make plans for meeting up tomorrow, Eric, Lisa and I settled into the couch to watch a movie. Our living room is set up with the couch facing the entertainment center and two recliners on either side, facing each other. While you can see the TV from the chairs, it's not as good of a view as from the couch and most of our close friends just join us on the couch. Eric is a close friend, needless to say he joined us on the couch, sitting on the left side and sandwiching Lisa between us.

The evening went smoothly. Eric and I both drank a couple of beers during the movie while Lisa enjoyed a cosmopolitan. While our sex life had been great during the past week, work was wearing on both of us; it felt good to drink a bit. During the movie I didn't really think that much about sex, instead I just let myself get drawn into the film and enjoyed it. The other seemed to be sucked in as well and afterwards we were all stiff and didn't want to get off the couch. I got up to use the bathroom and snagged another round for everyone. After I sat down Lisa turned and lie back against me and put her legs up over Eric on the couch. This again was not a new position, we'd certainly sat like this before, but it brought me back to the reality of the week's situation.

Lisa was still dressed for work, we'd gone straight to the airport after getting off. She was wearing a white blouse with a black knee length suit-skirt with pinstripes. Her legs were bare above the knees and at some point during the evening Eric ended up with his hand on her shin. I wasn't much help during the evening's conversation, sporting a light buzz and being ragingly horny I couldn't think of much to say so just sat there. My penis was hard and pushing against the inside of my pants, I was sure that she could feel it pressing against her back, especially when it twitched with excitement.

At about ten the conversation was dying down and my wife leaned back to kiss me and stated that she was going to go change out of her skirt. After a she got up, Eric turned to me, winked and simply state, "It's on."

Getting up I moved to the entertainment center, turned on my Playstation2 and handed him his controller. We've been addicted to GranTurismo2 for years now and often engage in heated races. Hooting, hollering and all other manors of vocalization, jumping around and general rowdiness usually accompany our games.

By the time that Lisa came back from changing we were in the midst of a very intense race. It was close and we kept exchanging the lead, she simply sat back between the two of us and watched us go at it. The trash talk flew back and forth between the two of us. Every time one person gained the advantage they had to let the other person know it. In the midst of this I stole a peak to see what my wife had changed into. She had put on a light tank top that barely reached her shorts and accentuated her perky and full C cup breasts, the shorts she wore were some flimsy pajama bottoms she wore a lot. The elastic on the shorts kept them tight around her athletic waist, but they hung loosely on her everywhere else. In other words, she had put on the exact same thing she always put on to go to bed. Silently I thanked and cursed myself, knowing that it wasn't going to happen tonight.

The games continued long into the night, as did the drinking. I'm not even sure what time it was when we gave it up. Lisa joined us at some point, we traded off playing, losers out. I got up and gathered some of the bottles and took them to the kitchen. Lisa drunkenly followed me in as I heard the cable television get turned on in the living room. Pushing me against the counter she put her arms around me and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips. The kind of kiss that can only be given or appreciated when you're inebriated. Pushing off of my chest she removed herself from me, gave me a sly look and a giggle and opened the fridge looking for something to eat. Having long ago given up the prospect of anything going down tonight, I walked back to the living room and plopped myself on the couch. In my mind the plan from here was to enjoy a show to wind down from the video gaming and then call it a night.

Lisa came back with a bowl of carrots. Although she's not a vegetarian, my wife eats more than her fair share of vegetables. After setting the bowl down, she gently leaned over and whispered into my ear, "I took my panties off." She giggled and stared forward at the television.

All of a sudden it all came back. I wasn't positive that this was what I thought it was. She could just be horny and looking to get it on when we go to bed. I figured it was best to simply play it safe and go back to my plan of letting her decide where things go.

"Well that's nice, it'll make things easier in the bedroom," I whispered back, carefully trying to not alert Eric that anything was up.

In what seemed like slow motion she turned her head towards me and softly whispered into my ears, "Why wait until the bedroom?" I swear that when she spoke there were no other sounds in the universe besides her voice.

The next thing I knew she had stood up and gone to the entertainment center and opened the cabinet where we stored our DVDs. "If you boys are up to it, I think I want to watch another movie," she said with just a hint of naughtiness in her voice.

Seemingly oblivious Eric replied, "I'm pretty tired, you can start it, but I hope that you don't mind if I go to bed in the middle."

"Oh, I don't think that'll be a problem," she purred as she bent over to place the movie she'd selected into the player.

Returning to her spot between us she pulled her knees up to her chest and sat with her legs slightly spread. Eric didn't look over, but I did. I could see through the holes in her baggy shorts, her smooth, shaved pussy lips were clearly visible and were obviously aroused. As the television sprung to life with the FBI warning I had a feeling I knew which movie she had slid in. And then there was the opening screen. She quickly hit play, but I don't think that either Eric or I failed to read "Gangbang Auditions 5." The first scene that popped up was in black and white, a young girl talking to the man behind the camera about herself, about how she was about to get fucked by several guys. I looked over at Eric and he had a slightly terrified look on his face. A look showing that he was caught between several problems and didn't know what to do. On one hand there was the responsible thing to do, simply leave. On the other, there was a beautiful woman who had just put on a porno while her husband only sat there. Deciding that reassuring him that things were ok was well within my position for the evening I gestured to my wife and gave a knowing shrug as if to say, "Whatever she wants." Looking slightly stunned he turned his head back towards the television just in time to see the girl enter a room filled with men. The movie was in color now, the dialogue between the actors was strained and somewhat awkward. My wife reached over and placed her hand on my lap, not quite touching my penis, but very close. She gently began massaging all around my leg, carefully avoiding my now throbbing hard on. Incredibly turned on and barely holding it together I began stroking the backs of her thighs with my hand.