I Had A Threesome With My Lover And A FWB And It Was The Most Incredible Experience Of My Sexual Life

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I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, completely bare, watching them kiss. One of Sam’s arms is wrapped around Andy’s neck, the other around his waist. Andy’s hands are pressed into Sam’s back, their erections pressed against their torsos. They’re beautiful in their embrace, all ropey muscles, soft skin, flat stomachs and facial hair.

I can’t decide whose cock I want to lick first.

We met for drinks at a neighborhood bar with the intention of fucking at my apartment. Sam was flirting with Andy, intermittently touching his arm. I was giddy, laughing too loudly, and all of us drinking too quickly. After our third round was served, I watched Sam lean over and kiss Andy. My own lips parted at the delectableness of them. I placed my hand on Andy’s thigh and slowly dragged it to his crotch, finding him hard.

I was eager to taste the beer mixed with Sam on Andy’s mouth, but was in no rush to interrupt them as they lingered on each other. I was also ready for all of us to down these drinks and book it to my place.

After the tab was settled and we were outside, Andy hailed a cab. The three of us squeezed in, me in the middle, my hand on Sam’s bulging erection, Andy’s mouth on my neck as I told the driver my address. Minutes later as we stumbled through the door, hands groping, lips pressing together, clothing removed, we had made it to my bedroom.

I press my middle fingertip to my clit, lightly stroking it, my skin heating up with arousal. Sam and Andy’s kissing is hurried, their hands gripping, holding, exploring. I marvel at how at how unfamiliar this sight is, at how excited I am. The person I love is making out with another man, completely enjoying it and I am so turned on I could come in minutes.

***

“What do you think about having a threesome with Sam one day?” I asked Andy late one night while we were sitting on my couch, facing each other, our legs tangled together.

“That could be interesting. He’s pretty hot.” he replied, his eyes shimmering. “You want to?”

“I do. Sam’s fun, I just wanted to see if you had any interest before I mention it to him.”

I met Sam through a mutual friend years ago. We immediately connected through our shared love of bourbon, dive bars and live music. We fucked once, ok twice, counting that one wasted night, and I knew he had slept with a handful of men. When I started seeing Andy and introduced Sam, he later texted me exclaiming how attractive Andy was.

***

Sam moves his hand along Andy’s ribcage as he kisses his neck. I’m wet, my fingers slick as I rub myself. My simmering desire is so insistent that I have to join them.

Andy’s cock is closest, offering the easiest access. I crawl over to him, and drag my tongue along his length before encircling the head, swirling my tongue around it. I taste his pre-cum as I feel his hand slip over my hair and along my back. I sit on my knees, enveloping Sam’s balls with my hand as I suck Andy.

They watch as I shift my attention to Sam. I put as much of him as I can fit into my mouth and slide my lips up to the tip while stroking Andy. I drag my hand along the underside of him and pull his balls before pressing my fingers into his perineum.

Sam pushes more of himself into my mouth while Andy climbs onto the bed with me. He kisses my shoulder while squeezing my breasts, trapping a nipple between his index and middle finger, tightening against it.

I grin, offering Sam’s cock to Andy.

***

“Remember asking if I wanted to have a threesome with you and Sam?”

Andy asked weeks after our initial conversation. We were making pizza and sharing a tumbler of whiskey.

“Yup.”

I glanced at him, eyes lighting up while spreading red sauce on the dough.

“I think I want to try it.”

“You think? Or you want to?”

I smirked. “I want to smartass.”

He laughed tossing a piece of cheese at me.

***

Andy wraps his lips around the head of Sam’s dick, his thick fingers encircling the base. His eyes close as he moves back and forth, Sam’s hand on the back of his head. I stand and kiss him, slipping my tongue into his mouth my hand snaking through his hair. I notice Andy on his breath and it’s delicious.

I kiss his neck, glancing at Andy, still sucking Sam’s gorgeous cock. They both have stunning penises. Large, pale, with silky skin. Watching Andy made me want to suck him as well.

I trail the bumpiness of Sam’s spine until I reach his lower back as Andy holds on to Sam’s outer thighs. I slide between his cheeks and finger his asshole. I lick his neck, pull his earlobe with my teeth while he fucks Andy’s mouth.

Andy grips Sam’s thighs, leaving little indentions in his flesh. I push harder against Sam’s asshole, the tip of my middle finger sliding in. “I want to lick you,” I whisper in his ear, finger pulsing against him to indicate where I want to lick.

“That’s going to make me come,” he replies and we both look at Andy. He nods as he drags his lips along Sam’s shaft and says, “That’s cool. I think I can swallow.”

I laugh remembering my first time swallowing someone’s cum. It was a shock and had my gag reflex working overtime as the warm liquid slipped down my throat. With practice, I got better at anticipating and holding it until his orgasm was finished before swallowing.

I step behind Sam and get on my knees. I spread his cheeks open and bury my face there, pressing my tongue against his asshole and licking up to the base of his spine. I do this several times, relishing the intimacy of this act as I feel Andy place his hand on top of mine. I smile against Sam’s skin and push my tongue against him harder, noting his texture and shape.

I had been thinking about this so much, and getting off to the idea of it. Now that we’re here I want to give and receive as much as I am capable of. I want to see how Andy and Sam fit together, how they look while fucking and being fucked.

***

“I have a question for you,” I said to Sam over tacos one evening after work.

We were outside on the patio, the sun setting behind us, most of our food consumed. My hands were balled into fists in my lap beneath the table, my only reprieve from the nervousness I felt.

“What’s that?” he brushed a stray hair from his cheek, before stabbing a piece of chicken with his fork and popping it into his mouth.

“Would you be interested in sleeping with Andy and me?”

His eyes grew large, his eyebrows raising.

“Well,” he sipped his beer and I instantly regretted asking, afraid I was about to embarrassingly be turned down.

“It’s ok if you don’t want to, I just wanted to ask,” I stammered.

“No, I do. I just didn’t think Andy went that direction. Or is this more of a curiosity thing?”

“It is.” I nod, my fear settling down.

“Yeah, that sounds fun.” he smiled. “When?”

***

Andy fervently strokes Sam, his full lips trailing the motion of his hand. I reach between Sam’s legs and hold his balls, his skin soaked with Andy’s spit.

I keep licking his asshole, my grip tightening on his balls. Sam’s thrusting becomes more forceful until I hear him come, the rhythmic spasming of his cock pulsing against Andy’s tongue as he holds his head there, everything suspended for a moment.

I watch Andy swallow and wipe his mouth with the back of his hand as Sam collapses on the bed.

“Goddamn.” He pushes his hand through his hair, his cock glistening. I join him, pulling Andy on top of me, kissing him, tasting Sam on his tongue. “That was fun.” I smile against his lips, reaching for Sam, and squeezing his thigh. “Mm-hmm.” he returns my kisses. “I’m dying to come all over you,” I say, squeezing his dick. “Where do you want me?” Andy asks, grinning. “On your back.”

I straddle Andy’s hips and rub my clit with the tip of his cock. Sam sits up and kisses me as I wrap my arm around his waist.

I take my time kissing him, reveling in the shape and feeling of his soft lips. He slides his hand down my stomach then back up, brushing my nipples. As his tongue slips into my mouth, I push Andy inside of me, moaning against Sam’s lips, delighting at being filled.

Sam kisses my jaw, and neck before taking my nipple and flicking his tongue against it as I rock against Andy. Being this turned on sends sprawling energy through my hips, warmth flooding my pussy lips, my clit buzzing, desperate to release the building tension.

“I want to hear you come,” Sam says.

“I think I can make that happen.” I glance at Andy, his hands on my thighs, his eyes flitting between Sam and me.

Sam licks my other nipple as I grind against Andy. I watch his mouth, his light, sandy lashes, and his slender fingers squeezing me. I take mental snapshots of this to replay later, my mind’s eye wanting to bottle up the treasure of this experience.

He kisses Andy as I lean forward, planting my hand above Andy’s shoulder, my other gripping Sam’s cock. Andy thrusts harder, our bodies slapping against each other, the sight of them kissing floods my pussy with a rush of feverish exuberance.

My orgasm takes me by surprise. It was holding Sam’s cock while Andy’s was inside of me, and seeing them kiss that shoved me off of the cliff and sent me free falling into the depths of my own pleasure.

It is everything all at once, thrashing around my insides. My voice bellows, lungs heaving as an image of shattering glass raining down in my head flashes in my mind’s eye. My muscles steadily contract and expand, as I let go of Sam to sit upright, milking the experience for everything its worth.

I don’t see the smiles on their faces until the sensations subside and I stop moving, an eruption of giggles tumbling out of me. “I love hearing you come,” Sam says lightly kissing my lips. I smile and climb off of Andy and kiss him as Sam puts Andy’s cock in his mouth. He and I watch Sam’s lips slide up and down Andy’s shaft. He sucks him harder and faster than I do. Andy moves his hips back and forth, his cock disappearing into Sam’s mouth and then reappearing, slick with saliva.

Sam lets go of Andy and kisses me. I notice his erection and feel desire flooding my belly.

“What would you like?” he asks. I look up at the ceiling and think briefly before saying, “I want you to fuck Andy while he goes down on me.”

Sam looks at Andy and he agrees.

I grab another condom, a bottle of lube, and hand them to Sam. I turn onto my back and open my legs for Andy. His hips are raised, waiting for Sam’s cock to enter him as he kisses my inner thighs. Sam smiles at me as he puts the condom on, and squeezes a generous amount of lube onto his palm. I close my eyes and lift my hips up to press harder against Andy’s mouth. He delicately slips his tongue over my clit. I imagine his touch is tentative because he’s anticipating the stretching open of his asshole. I try to settle my eagerness by focusing on Sam’s chest, the fine downy hairs covering his skin, and wait for them to get situated before fucking Andy’s mouth.

Sam licks Andy’s asshole in several broad strokes. He moans against my cunt, his hands gripping my hips.

Andy slides the tip of his tongue along my crevice as Sam straightens, holding his dick, and rubbing the tip of it along Andy’s opening.

I push my hands through Andy’s hair with one hand while I tug on my nipple with my other hand. Sam gingerly pushes his cock inside of Andy and I see his face contort in discomfort then relax as Sam stops.

“That ok?” Sam asks. “Yeah, it’s just a lot of pressure,” Andy replies. “Do you want me to stop?” “Nope, just not too fast.”

I feel Andy’s hot breath, and then his lips sucking me before he laps at the place just above my clit. I push myself against him, moving slowly at first, then faster and harder.

Little things catch my eye, like Sam’s hand on Andy’s hip, his other hand stroking his mid to lower back while his hips thrust against him. I notice Andy’s brow furrowing, then relaxing as Sam fucks him.

Andy stops licking me to take deep breaths, his teeth sinking into my thigh, his hands tightening on my hips, before returning and then stopping. The inconsistency of his mouth on me teases my body. When I can’t take it anymore, I rub myself while Andy pushes his tongue inside of me.

I’m aware of my orgasm this time. It builds softly, a barely detectable whisper in the lowest part of my stomach and spreads down through my pussy. Andy’s tongue stays inside of me as I draw in a deep breath, rubbing myself harder as the sensation peaks and fades. The second one isn’t as strong as the first.

Andy smiles as I push my hands into the tops of my thighs. I sit up as his head drops and relaxes, Sam still thrusting into him. I crawl over to Sam and kiss him, covering his hand with mine on Andy’s hip.

“Andy, will you switch with me?” Sam asks, smacking my ass. I smack him back and bite his shoulder. “Sure. Where do you want me?” “I want to be on my back with you on top,” he replies, slowly sliding out of him.

We rearrange ourselves. Andy pushes a condom over his erection and I slather lube on him.

Sam turns onto his back and brings his knees up to his chest.

Andy, gripping the base of his dick, enters him.

“Is this ok?”

“Yeah, keep going,” Sam exhales.

Andy pushes all the way in, his hands resting on Sam’s shins. I kiss and bite Sam’s nipples before kissing his mouth.

Our tongues push heatedly against each other as I slide my fingers along the length of his cock. I sit up and kiss Andy, glancing down in between kisses to see him sliding in and out of Sam.

I keep my hand where it is as Sam says “Harder.” to Andy.

I lie down next to Sam still stroking his cock, eyes glued to Andy as he ardently fucks him.

I enjoy their expressions, both of them lost in each other. I kiss Sam’s shoulder and tighten my grip on his shaft. I wonder if I can make Sam come at the same time as Andy.

Andy’s eyes close, the grip he has on Sam’s shins is tightening as he pulls his legs apart a little more. I slide my hand to the head of Sam’s dick and gather the pre-cum that’s formed at the tip of my thumb. I lick it off grinning at Sam as he kisses me. I let go of his cock and wrap my fingers around his neck and squeeze as his tongue joins mine.

I hear Andy come then, the sound of his voice, deep and hoarse as he lets go inside of Sam. The feeling of him receiving so much pleasure fills me up.

I let go of Sam’s neck and pepper his lips, cheek, and jaw with feathery kisses as Andy eases out of him and collapses next to me. I turn over and kiss him, the saltiness of Sam’s skin still on my mouth, my hand lingering on Sam’s thigh.

“I’m ready for round two,” I say to no one in particular.

“Fuck yes,” Sam says as he sits up, pushing my knees to my chest, and burying his face between my legs while Andy gathers a handful of my breast, and biting the nipple.

I’m back to deciding whose cock I want to lick first.