Ok so this is another long post, there's a lot to cover! This is the 2nd part of a 4 part story which we're excited to share with you all. The previous story can be found here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Threesome/comments/9wyn3l/our_first_threesome_4_years_in_the_making_what_we/

If you care about the story line, then go pack to part 1!

The third guy

Our meeting had gone really well in London that night in the bar. I’d say about 95% of conversation was entirely platonic which enabled us to really get to know the guy. The remaining 5% was the odd comment here or there, the odd checking out of each other when we remembered that we were meeting each other for more than just nice conversation.

Her and I talked on and off, but mostly on, about what we might do with him, what he might do to her. She came so many times imagining what might happen. It became very clear - this was something that not only I wanted to do, but what she wanted..

She exchanged messages with him on our group Kik chat but really there wasn’t much content except for date swapping and arrangements. In a way, this was more hot than being a part of sexting because this wasn’t just arranging to meet up, this was with the possibility of our first threesome happening. We were careful again to set the expectation that this could be a very PG night...

We quickly settled on a late Saturday evening where we intended to go to the pub we took the First guy to. As it happened, the weather was AWFUL. Sheets of rain and wind. As he was already travelling to us we thought - well we do like him, so we’ll just invite him straight here rather than go to a pub. We sent the message and he was on his way.

As we waited, we began to get nervous again. Both of us. She was wondering what to wear - more or less? Too little and she might lead him on and what if it doesn’t work out..? We don’t want to let him down… But on the other hand, if things change and she’s wearing too much will that send signals that this is just platonic? We settled on sexy underwear, tight jeans and a low cut jumper. I wore all black.

He came in and we all greeted each other warmly. His eyes immediately checking her out as she walked back to the living room. He’d brought some wine so we sat, caught up and had a little drink with nibbles. He candidly asked “So did you have any ideas about how we can transition from the living room to the bedroom?” I liked this, a lot. So did she. It wasn’t a demand, it was a totally open question, but the intention was clear. She explained that a massage would be nice. He and I discussed how it breaks down that physical barrier.

I joined her moving to the bedroom where she stripped off to just her bra and underwear. She looked so sexy in the moonlight coming in through our window. We kissed passionately and I played with her a clit a little to get her fired up. We could have kissed and played with each other for far longer, like a normal night of sex… Then I remembered, and I asked “Shall I get him” to which she replied, “Sure”. So I did. Seconds later he was in the room with us. We had started what would become the first session of 3 that would happen that night, leaving her exhausted and raw having done things we never thought we’d do...

Session 1

She was laying on her side as he came in so he had a good look at her. I started stripping off to my boxes and he asked if he could do the same, to which she said yes… Most of the questions he asked after this were answered with “Yes”... He clearly works out, with decent sized arms and body mass. I saw her checking him out. She was as surprised as I was - he didn’t look this well defined with clothes on, being an average height guy… We were both pleased…

She layed on her front, waiting for the massage. To her and my surprise he maneuvered himself to straddle her, positioning his crotch just below her bum, having full access to her back, which he immediately started to stroke and massage. I brought some oil out and went to put it on her back… the bra was in the way so I asked if I could take it off her, she reluctantly agreed… she was clearly nervous. I poured the oil into his hands and mine. We began massaging her, but eventually I felt like I wanted to be closer to her, so I laid down next to her and began kissing her. She sat up slightly to get better access and we kissed passionately. I could see through his tight boxers that he was getting pretty excited, so I gave him a little hand and played with his cock for a little bit. I refocused on her and decided that boxers needed to come off, so I removed mine. He asked if he could remove his too…

She could feel his semi resting on her lower back as she started playing with mine which was now getting very hard. I was suddenly aware how far we’d gone since our disastrous Guy 1 experience - who didn’t even get past touching her with one hand. Here was a really nice guy that we both got on with, comfortably ripped and respectful, worshipping her with his hands and devouring her with his eyes. All the while, her and I were sharing an intimate sexy make out like we were teenagers again - with that same lust and full committal to the kissing. What made us more committed to it in retrospect was that we’d already set the expectation that sex probably wasn’t going to happen so we fully embodied this beautiful moment of lust and intimacy.

It didn’t feel like much time at all that he then asked whether he could remove her underwear. She responded much more positively without any hesitation to this question. He refocused his massage efforts to her legs and thighs after he pulled off her underwear. This was a new feeling for both of us, I knew her heart was racing as fast as mine. I knew she’d be getting wet for us to have come as far as we had so far. He commented on how warm she felt down there without having touched her yet. I moved my hand over her bum and to her pussy to see for myself. It was so wet, I couldn’t believe how wet it was. For someone as nervous as she was at the start, she’d turned a corner. Her pussy was ready to be treated, so I commented aloud how wet she was as well and asked him to feel for himself. He did. I went back to kissing her as he played with her clit and pussy. She began moaning and breathing faster as we kissed ever more passionately and her clit was treated to a deep and slow rub.

I was now fully erect. She was naked. So was he. This night was well on its way and exceeding all of our expectations and breaking down what we thought our limits would be. I decided I’d get on my knees near her face and see if she fancied giving me head. She loves giving head but only when she’s in the mood - and she was in the mood. She started sucking me as he got off her and crouched by her side on the bed. As she started to suck me she reached out to start playing with his dick. I loved watching her confidently reach out, knowing she wanted it. Again, such a big change from the nervous and reactive way I thought she’d behave, she was starting to take control and contribute.

She leaned up and started sucking but quickly shared that it was an awkward position for her, so she rolled over onto her back exposing her beautiful D size breasts. This was his first look at her topless and wow did he look. He immediately reached out to touch her tight stomach and slowly moved his hands up to her breasts, all the while exclaiming “They’re so firm” with intermittent “wow”s. He was getting hard by her touch, she was glowing with 2 dicks wanting her and I couldn’t believe my luck. 4 years ago this was not going to happen - full stop. Now? All bets were off and we had a whole night to explore.

His hands and lips were moving over her breasts and in between the kisses to her torso he came up to get a better look. His face was brilliant. Peoples horny, first time faces are always interesting. A mixture of shock and lust. I realised I’d not seen a face like that in years and it was such a turn on. He asked “can I go down on you?” She moaned with my dick in her mouth. He manoeuvred himself down between her legs, this chunky muscle bound guy, and began to kiss her legs. She stopped sucking me for a moment to take in what was going on. Another guy was about to do to her what only I’d done the past few years, and honestly not often enough. His tongue touched her clit and stroked from top to bottom, fully tasting her and releasing sensations to her body she’d been waiting for. Her body tensed and released as he began working on her. We were careful to select only people who enjoyed giving pleasure, and he enjoyed it. Her subtle moaning and twitching telling him where to keep licking and pace. Her back arched as his tongue swirled around her hole then slid in. This wasn’t something I’d ever done to her and, without knowing what he’d done, I could tell by her shocked lustful smile that he was doing something new. I took a look at what he was doing and asked her too. She described what he was doing to her as he was doing it - it was brain numbingly hot. Also, hey, if he’s bringing in something new I want to know what it is so I can do it myself!

He really settled between her legs and gave her pussy the sort of licking only a guy new with a girl who he’s trying to impress would give. I knew he wouldn’t want this to be a one off and he was making damn sure it wouldn’t be. She slowed down sucking me as she lost concentration and we began kissing again. Slowly as she enjoyed him. When she couldn’t kiss me any more I went to kissing her neck. I wanted her to cum on his mouth… but not yet. I wanted a taste. A small part of me also wanted to see if I could make her react in a different way.

Before I could ask he’d already stopped and was looking me dead in the eye with a mischievous grin. “Can I suck you now?” he asked. Being bisexual and not having had another person suck me in years, my thought was “yes” but of course, this wasn’t just about me, this was about us. I turned to her to ask if it was ok and she nodded with a smile. We kissed and I felt his mouth slide over my cock, his strong, manly tongue going to town on my cock. It is true, straight guys, other guys do give better head! They just know what works and what doesn’t because, after all, they’ve got a dick too. I didn’t even look at him sucking me for the first few minutes. I was so in love with my fiance and her me, embraced in passionate kissing whilst i felt my body flood with horny hormones. I looked at him finally. It was hot to watch and be in the situation. Eventually he stopped and I suggested we swap positions, with me between her legs.

He had moved up to near her head and I asked if she would suck him, “Sure!”. She was enthusiastic, so she did. She had her hand around his shaft as she put his dick in her mouth. I know her and I know the intimacy she feels in going down on someone, this was the first time I thought - we could be having sex tonight… It turned me on so much watching her and, honestly, this guy had made her so wet with her pussy juice and his mouth that I wanted to do something else, I wanted to fuck her. I put my dick against her pussy as I watched her suck his dick, the pleasure on his face, the rippling of his body as he tensed. It was so hot. All this time I was thinking “this woman is my soon to be wife, my wife, and I love we are sharing this together.” I slide my dick inside her and it was so, so wet. The sort of wetness that only happens when you’re on holiday and you haven’t got a care in the world. It was so hot. I slowly made love to her and then I wanted to kiss her, so I did. Then I asked “shall we suck him together?” She looked excited, so he kneeled again next to her head and slid his dick between our lips. We began kissing each other with his dick between our lips. He was hard and oozing precum. We mixed our passionate kissing up and down his shaft, even totally over it so we could kiss together, then back. He was getting close so he began to pull away. I wanted to give him a more powerful suck so I sucked his dick into my mouth and gave his frenum a few hard licks to tease him.

I pulled back and she kept on sucking him. I was now upright on my knees, holding her legs and fucking her deep and fast. He was loving the head. He reach down towards her pussy and started playing with her clit as I was fucking her. I was loving watching this mixture of actions between us and I was getting close… I asked her if she would cum or was close but she wasn’t… I know her and she normally doesn’t last very long, both in terms of cumming, her sensitive clit and pussy. I was also still a little bit nervous and overwhelmed about the whole experience. I thought “If I don’t cum now, I might not at all until he’s gone - and I want to get him with my cum and her”… Silly I know, but hot. I pumped her furiously hoping she’d cum and before I knew it I could feel myself welling up inside her and in my self. I pulled out and came hard over her and him. It shot beyond her and onto the pillow and wall - it was hot! They both commented on the power of it!

I went to get a towel to clean things up. After cleaning her and him cleaning himself, we laid for a little while in each others arms and beside each other. Had another drink and some snacks and chatted about the experience. I asked whether she thinks she could cum, to which she replied “I’m not sure’. She’d had a lot of focus on her pussy and clit too so it was starting to get uncomfortably sensitive. It was a great start, but that’s exactly what it was - just a start to another 2 rounds of sexual bliss…