A Threesome to Remember

Let me introduce myself. I’m Nathan, a 27-year-old married guy, 5’10”, nothing extraordinary. I’ve got short black hair, a lean but defined torso from years of rock climbing, arms that are toned but not bulky, sturdy legs from hiking, and, yeah, a pretty firm ass.

I want to share the story of the third time my wife and I ventured into a threesome, the most unexpected of the bunch. My wife, Lila, is a stunning woman of average height with full, heavy breasts, a thick, curvaceous butt, and thighs that seem sculpted to match her voluptuous figure.

Here’s the setup: I’ve been working at a shipping depot for a little over a year. Lila and I have explored two other threesomes before this-stories for another day-but this one came out of nowhere. At work, I’ve got a close friend, Zoe, who’s strictly platonic. We’re tight, sharing details about our lives-her rocky relationship with her girlfriend, my adventures with Lila. We’re so comfortable we’ve even laughed about how we’d probably set the sheets on fire if we were both single. Zoe’s about Lila’s height, with perky, medium-sized breasts, slightly smaller than Lila’s, flared hips, and an ass that’s not massive but looks incredible thanks to her curves.

The story starts on my birthday. No big plans were in place, but Lila called me at the depot to say she’d whipped up my favorite dish-spicy shrimp tacos-and asked me to swing by the store for some beers. Zoe was nearby, overheard, and since she’s obsessed with Lila’s cooking, I checked with Lila if Zoe could join us. Lila was all for it, so we headed to our place. We spent the evening feasting, sipping beers, and laughing through a cheesy action flick. Zoe’s place is a long drive away, and it was getting late, so we invited her to stay over.

Our king-sized bed could easily fit three, so we arranged ourselves-Zoe, Lila, and me, in that order. Lila lent Zoe a pair of old pajama shorts, a bit tight on her but perfect on Zoe, clinging to her hips and accentuating every curve, paired with a loose crop top. Neither Zoe nor Lila wear bras to bed, so their breasts were softly outlined, nipples faintly visible through the fabric. We settled in, and both women dozed off quickly. I’m a slow sleeper, so I slipped on my earbuds, letting some ambient music lull me. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Zoe.

Nathan, is it cool if I flip on the hallway light? Need the bathroom.

Go ahead, Zoe, no issue.

While Zoe was out, Lila shifted in her sleep, rolling into Zoe’s spot. Lila’s a restless sleeper, and waking her means she’s up for hours, so I scooted to the middle to give Zoe my place. When Zoe returned, I murmured:

Zoe, slide in here. Lila moved, and I don’t want to wake her, so let’s rearrange.

Got it, no prob.

I was drifting off when Zoe pressed herself against me, her arm draping over my chest, her thigh sliding over my groin. I assumed she was asleep, but then her leg started grinding, slow and deliberate, stirring me awake in more ways than one. My cock stiffened under her touch. Her fingers tilted my chin, and before I could process it, her lips crashed into mine. The kiss was hungry, electric, and I leaned into it, matching her intensity. Her hand slipped under my waistband-I sleep in just boxers and sweatpants-gripping my erection, stroking with purpose. My hands found her breasts, squeezing through the thin fabric, feeling her nipples harden. We kept our movements quiet, cautious. She whispered, her breath hot against my ear:

You said Lila loves waking up to sex, right? That it drives her wild?

Yeah, it’s her thing, but I don’t know if she’d be down with someone else in the mix.

Let’s find out. Please, Nathan. Everything you’ve told me about her makes me want to taste it.

Alright, but if this backfires, we’re both toast.

With careful precision, I lifted Lila’s camisole, exposing her lush breasts, the soft weight of them spilling free. I tugged down her shorts and thong, inch by inch, my fingers brushing her warm skin. I nodded to Zoe, whispering for her to start with slow, teasing oral-Lila’s favorite way to be roused. Zoe slid down, her tongue tracing delicate circles over Lila’s clit, lips grazing her folds with featherlight precision. I wet my fingers with saliva, circling Lila’s left nipple until it pebbled, while my mouth closed over her right, sucking gently, tongue flicking the sensitive tip. Lila, still asleep, let out a soft whimper, her hips twitching instinctively, which only fueled the heat building in me.

Zoe’s hand never left my cock, stroking in rhythm with her tongue’s work on Lila. Lila stirred, her voice groggy:

What… what are you doing to me?

Her words dissolved into a moan as Zoe’s lips tugged at her clit.

Sorry, love, we couldn’t help ourselves… – I murmured.

Still dazed, Lila hadn’t clocked that someone else was between her thighs.
We? Ohhh, fuck…

Her moan deepened as Zoe slid her tongue inside, probing with slow, deliberate strokes.
Yeah, Lila, – Zoe purred, lifting her head briefly. – Nathan’s stories about you got me curious. Tonight, I’m satisfying that curiosity.