The Invitation
My wife and I went out for drinks a while back. The bar was closing but we were still in the mood to drink, so we suggested some friends/coworkers come over for a night cap since we lived nearby. Shenanigans were had and people started dropping like flies. After a couple hours, it was down to me, my wife, and a co-worker.

Those two were flirty and sort of cuddling since we got home. While it was new between them, this behavior wasn’t unusual…especially at an afterparty. If molly was involved, we were familiar with the odd make out session with friends or a little slap and tickle, but nothing substantial. At some point, I got up to make us drinks in the kitchen. When I came back through the hallway, I saw her laying up against him breaking away from a kiss. “Alright,” I thought. We’re just partying a bit…having some fun. I can live with it.

I came back into the living room. They straightened up, we had some drinks, chatted a little, and honestly the details are boring as shit. Eventually, my phone rang and it was a call I absolutely needed to answer in the other room. My compersion was kicking in, so I figured it would give her a chance to have a little fun. After around 20 minutes, my call was done so I went back to join them. This time they were still making out, and one of her nipples was hanging out of her low cut t-shirt. When I arrived, she quickly tucked her tit back into her shirt but didn’t really hide the rest of what was going on.

I sat down and at this point and he said “I have to ask. What’s going on, and is this ok?” We mentioned that we’re sort of open, or at least we like to have fun. At this point, she laid down on the couch in between us, stretching out with her head on his lap and her ass and legs over mine. After some awkward testing out the waters, she would bring him in for a kiss. “Is this ok?” she asked. It was a little fucking late for that, but yeah sure. We’d chat some more about nothing and our hands would casually run up and down her body, copping feels along the way.

Stripping Her Down
Eventually, his hand inched closer down her shirt towards her nipples. With some time, he was grabbing my wife’s breasts in front of me as we kept on drinking and talking about nothing. She kept snuggling deeper into us and playfully biting on his hands and forearms. Finally, someone acknowledged the elephant in the room. “I think someone is a little horny,” he joked, referring to my wife. At this point, I too was drunk and horny, so I pulled her shirt down from her shoulders to expose her incredible tits for both of us to see. I didn’t ask her for permission, but neither did she so far. Domination was in the air.

We were a lot less shy after that. Things flowed naturally from here. She’d bring him in for a kiss, and I’d massage her tits and suck on her nipples. Her shirt finally came off, and we cranked up pleasure. We did this for ages…to the point where us guys were now bored but she was still on cloud 9. Something needed to happen but both of us were shy.

Then my friend surprised me. He unbuttoned her jeans. With her legs still over me, she helped by lifting up her ass to pull her jeans off. I couldn’t wait to see my wife in just her thong. The thing is…this naughty chick, my wife, pulled her underwear off at the same time too. Without any notice or discussion, she was now completely naked and her incredible freshly shaven pussy was on full display for my friend. He had a full intimate view of the most incredible woman of my life…and I liked it.

Someone else is using my wife in front of me...
She was stretched out across both of our laps, moaning and moving around, grabbing our arms and legs, pushing her body deeper into ours. She would turn towards us on the couch with her ass in view and kiss this other guy. I had no say in this, which made me slightly pissed, but also highly turned on. She knew what she wanted. She looked me in the eyes and let me know she was in full control. We were her pawns, and this was about her.

Despite years of me knowing her body inside and out, both of us massaged and licked her body like it was the first time we’d ever seen it. My co-worker understood the assignment. He grabbed her hair firmly while he pulled her in for a kiss. With more liquid courage, I moved my hand from her ass down to her extremely wet pussy. I gently teased her pussy lips and massaged her clit. She would moan into his ear while I finger fucked her. I’d slap her ass and massage it. I’d run my hands up and down her legs, making sure I passed by every inch of skin. Meanwhile, he’d grab her by the throat and nibble on her ear. I’d bring my fingers up to her face and make her lick the pussy juices off of my fingers. Everything was done purely out of passion.

Still stretched out across our fully dressed laps, she looked back at me, eyes wide open, and insatiably horny. I spread her legs wide open and looked at the co-worker in the eyes. He looked over to see her ready for the taking. His hand quickly traveled down her chest to touch her wet pussy for the first time. From there, he would alternate between fingering her clit and burying fingers when she demanded it. I got in between my wife’s legs and held them open so this other man could pleasure her. I’d massage her hips, ass, and kiss her inner thighs while he fingered her pussy and made out with her. I couldn’t believe this was happening, much less allowing it to happen.

Eventually, she flipped towards me in doggy style position while she made out with me. With her ass and pussy on full display, my friend took it as his queue to bury his face in her pussy. At the same time, I held her against my chest and restrained her by her shoulders while I kissed the top of her head and neck.

I lifted her up and brought her in closer so I could suck on her perky nipples as they hang in front of me while she got her ass eaten. Pleasing this chick was a lot of work, so I got up to get some water. The moans immediately increased in frequency and volume while in the kitchen. When I came back, the energy in the room was electric. She was laying on her back while he was still going down on her pussy. She was running her fingers through his hair and moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

At this point, I told her to bend over the side of the couch. With her amazing ass high in the air, I gave it a couple slaps and motioned for him to keep working on her. I kneeled down to her hanging head and grabbed her by the neck and firmly under her chin. I started nibbling on her ear. Then…she asked for more, so he gave her more.

He started fingering her harder as I licked around her lips and sucked her tongue. “Do you like that, baby?” I asked.

“I LOVE IT. This is so fucking incredible. You two are taking such good care of me. I love you.”

At this point, I stood up next to her head as it hung over the couch, I grabbed her hand and put it up against my raging hard cock. Fortunately, I was wearing sweat pants with no underwear, so her hand still felt great. She continued to stroke me through my pants and he fucked her senseless with his hands and mouth. I moved in closer, putting my dick in her face. She started to kiss and suck my cock through my sweatpants. The heat of her breath combined with the moans made it as hot as any actual blow job

Honestly, I had no clue where this was going. We never discussed it. All I knew is this was about her. She had the option to pull my cock out, but she didn’t. Homeboy’s cock also remained under lock and key. At some point, I sat down again. We continued passing her back and forth...kissing, sucking, and fucking whatever part of her we saw fit.

Maybe it was nerves, maybe it was boys, but she hadn’t come yet. I typically don’t have a problem with making her come, but maybe he was still figuring her out. Somehow, she ended up with her face in my lap again and her ass up in the air. My co-worker was still doing his thing. At this point, I just started running my fingers through her hair. Stroking her head and he worked away on her pussy. I wanted to relax her as much as possible so she could focus on the feeling and finally get that big orgasm.

With time, that’s exactly what happened. I could tell he found the rhythm because she started grabbing my cock through my pants again. She started stroke it faster as her breathing deepened. “Come for us, baby. We want to watch you come all over his hand.” I demanded.

That set her overboard. She pulled my cock out and started jacking me off in front of this guy. Sorry, dude. She was moaning, no…screaming as the tip of my cock was next to her mouth. I wanted it so badly. She started shaking and convulsing as she started orgasming. Her hand slowed on my cock as her orgasm intensified.

I snapped out of it and realized another man was making my wife come in my lap while I watched. I grabbed the hair on the back of her head praying she would start sucking my cock as she orgasmed. She didn’t do it. This was about her. I was lucky she wanted my warm hard cock in her hand, but that’s all I was getting. She embraced every minute of what would be a short string of intensifying orgasms. Finally, she collapsed on my lap around the same time I am guessing he probably got a little bored. I put my cock away.

Prologue
The three of us laid there on the couch, assessing what just happened. Both of us still fully clothed while this bomb shell sprawled out over us, with her pussy juices running down her legs and ass and onto us. The come down was incredible, and her mind was clearly blown. She had two men there to service her every need. It was beyond late and we were losing energy. The night became morning and morning became the natural conclusion.

We ushered him out the door and crawled into bed naked with senses firing and minds in total disbelief. I held her closer than I had in a while. We fell asleep fairly quickly. After a couple hours, I woke up from my mind racing over what just happened. I looked over at my half-asleep, surprisingly slutty wife, and fucked the ever-loving shit out of her. She woke up with my cock inside her, but it was as if she was waiting for it. This was like that visceral "first year" kind of sex.

During our reclamation sex, she would go on to thank me endlessly. She told me that she felt like such a slut. She was embarrassed to admit that she enjoyed this feeling, but I comforted her and told her to embrace it. I reassured her that everything was ok and I like her dirty in the sheets. She told me she was curious about taking it further but opted not to since we didn’t discuss it seriously before.

Then she admitted that being used by two men was a huge turn on for her. As I kept fucking her, we roleplayed the possibilities of what that might entail. For example, she was turned on by the idea of one of us holding her down while the other fucked her and we’d then take turns trading off. She took it a step further and with a lot of prying, admitted she wanted to be spit roasted. Her voice perked up higher “oh god that would be soooo hot.” I was really coming around to the idea too. Apparently, I loved the idea because I came inside of her that instant. After that, we drifted back to sleep in each others arms. Those things she mentioned…they were just hot fantasies, and they would never actually happen…right?