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Our First Threesome
by The One and Only Bob (no address provided)

***

A man who can no longer perform sexually, convinces his 
wife of 30 years to have a threesome with another man. 
(MMF, wife, swingers)

***

My wife and I haven't had much of a sex life for a long 
time. Busy work schedules, a lot of travel for me, some 
issues for my wife, and the standard boredom that sets 
into a marriage after three decades. We were in the four 
or five times a year rut that was driving me crazy. 
There's no worse torture for a guy than lying next to 
the most beautiful woman you know and having her show no 
interest.

For years I'd tried talking my wife Crys into a three 
way. Never with another woman, as the old saying goes 
"why disappoint two people at once." I knew she had no 
interest in women, and I knew I had enough problems with 
keeping one satisfied, two would be a disaster. 

In fact, it was the idea that I couldn't satisfy her 
that got me thinking about it. Ninety five percent of 
the time we'd had sex in the last decade required a 
vibrator or some means other than me to get her off. I'd 
become, later in life, the standard bearer for the three 
pump chumps of the world. I often wondered if that 
wasn't why she was so blasé about making love anymore. 
Why become a sticky cum soaked mess when she could just 
wait for me to leave town and use a vibrator for a 
better result with no mess.

One night, we were lying in bed watching some porn to 
try and get in the mood. I had intentionally picked a 
movie that had a wife being fucked in front of her 
husband (or so they claimed, I recognized both as porn 
veterans). Not unexpectedly, while she was stroking my 
cock to get me hard I came all over her hand. It wasn't 
hard to tell how disappointed she was as I got a dildo 
and vibrator out to finish her. 

As I pistoned the six inch rubber penis into her, I 
asked her, what's the difference between me doing this, 
and doing what they are on the screen? I'd be there to 
watch, and you could get what you deserve from a guy. We 
ended up talking about it for an hour, as I brought her 
off a few times with the toys, and she finally agreed we 
could try it, one time. But she had the option to back 
out at any time.

Over the next couple of days I had constant boners 
thinking about it. But we had to figure out the 
logistics of finding a guy. Neither of us thought doing 
it with someone we knew was a good idea, just awkward. 
So then we thought about the websites and smart phone 
apps for picking people up. 

We looked over a couple of them, and were kind of 
freaked out by the profiles and way people responded. 
Finally we found an app that wasn't too bad. Then it was 
figuring out the type of guy. Anyone who immediately 
sent a cock picture was eliminated, which got rid of a 
bunch of guys. Some with some pretty impressive 
equipment, but not the way to introduce yourself.

After a few weeks of better than average sex between us 
thinking and talking about this, we settled on a guy 
named Jerry. He was about 15 years younger than us, in 
decent shape, and both through chats and phone calls 
seemed like a good guy, who understood what we were 
doing, and what the rules would be. Some folks will find 
this odd, but no nude pictures were exchanged either 
way. We did get a picture of him in some running gear, 
and he got a bikini shot of my wife.

The day to meet him finally arrived, and my wife prepped 
herself like it was going to be a real first date. A 
little make up (she never wears much), some perfume, and 
an orange dress than shows off a lot of cleavage, which 
she has plenty of. I could see she was nervous, so 
before we left I mixed her a drink and had her sit down 
and relax. I reminded her we'd both had sex for the 
enjoyment of sex before, and this was nothing different.

When we got to the hotel we met Jerry in the restaurant. 
He was better looking than the pictures he had sent, and 
was obviously impressed with how my wife looked. We did 
the introductions and grabbed a table, and ordered 
drinks and some appetizers.

Jerry turned out to be a pretty class guy, while most 
would just want to get to the room he wanted to get to 
know us a little better. We spent an hour nibbling 
nachos and other munchies and getting a few more drinks 
down while we got to know each other. 

I knew my wife was getting more comfortable, much more, 
when she came back from the rest room and sat with him 
instead of me. I felt a pang of jealousy at first, but 
that subsided when her foot came to rest in my crotch. 
I'm not sure where her left hand was resting, but it 
wasn't above the table, and Jerry was a bit red in the 
face for a few seconds.

After a few more minutes of talking and drinking we 
settled up the bill and head up to our room. I'd gotten 
one with a hot tub in the room, since I knew my wife 
liked that. When we got in the room she turned to me and 
gave me a huge kiss, and asked if I was still okay with 
this; something I thought I'd be asking her. I told her 
I was, and she turned and gave Jerry a hug, and kissed 
his neck. As his hands slipped down to her waist I saw 
her give him a bit of a grind with her crotch. 

She asked us to run her a bath while she went to the 
bathroom to freshen up. While she was out of the room 
Jerry asked me if I was sure this was going to be okay. 
I assured him I was fine with it as long as she was.

When she re-entered the room she was wearing only the 
matching bra, panties and stockings we'd gotten at her 
favorite lingerie store, and her heels. Jerry was 
floored, not many women my wife's age look that 
stunningly good in an outfit like that. But she 
definitely looks good. 

She sat on the edge of the bed and asked us to get her 
ready for her bath. We each took off a shoe and 
stocking, both stroking her legs as we did. When it came 
time to unclasp her bra I gave the guest the honors. As 
her 34GG breasts fell from the bra you could see the 
look of amazement on Jerry's face. At 50 most women with 
breasts that large are sagging but not her; just the 
normal amount of gravity fall, but still firm and 
beautiful. 

We each took a nipple in our mouths, because they are 
impossible to resist, but she pushed us away, "bath 
time, that will come later." Then I removed her panties 
to expose her freshly trimmed crotch. We both tried 
rubbing her thighs and touching her, but were again 
rebuked as she stood to go to the waiting hot tub.

When she slipped in the water and turned on the jets 
Jerry and I each grabbed a washcloth, he started with 
her face, me with her feet. It was both exciting and 
nerve wracking watching another man caress my naked 
wife. Jerry gently washed her face and forehead, as I 
worked on one foot and calf, then the other. 

As I started her thighs, he began working on her arms 
one at a time. As he pulled one arm straight and out of 
the tub to wash it she placed her hand on his crotch. I 
was watching my wife rub another man's cock through his 
pants, and my dick twitched in mine. She brought a foot 
up and did the same to me, feeling that I was getting 
hard.

As I began washing her tummy, staying away from what I 
wanted to touch most, Jerry began washing her breasts 
one at a time. He'd lift the large firm orbs with one 
hand, and gently scrub with the other. This was the spot 
where I should have screamed, "Stop touching my wife!" 
but I couldn't. Her head was laid back on the edge of 
the tub, and I could see she was enjoying the treatment.

As he finished her breasts she rolled in the tub, and 
said, "Bob, wash my back, Jerry wash my butt." I sat on 
the edge washing her back in slow circle motions, and 
watched as Jerry concentrated her ass. As he'd get close 
to the crack she'd wiggle, trying to get his hand where 
she really wanted it. Again Jerry showed his skill by 
avoiding it, and making her wait.

When the bath was over she stood and stepped out, each 
of us men with a towel working on either side to dry 
her. As we dried her lovely boobs she pulled both our 
heads down to suck her nipples. While we each nursed on 
her beauty she had a hand rubbing each of us again. "I 
think you boys are over dressed for this", she said as 
she pushed us up.

This was the part of the night I was kind of nervous 
about. I hadn't been naked with a hard on and another 
guy in the room in a long time, especially not a guy who 
was going to have sex with my wife. Jerry looked a bit 
nervous, too, we both took off our shirts, and while I'm 
not fat, I have "the Dad bod" - Jerry wasn't cut and 
muscular, but was a lot trimmer and more fit looking 
than me, that was for sure. His arms were a bit more 
toned, his chest a little more defined.

Crys could feel both our apprehension and helped things 
along by unbuckling our belts one at a time as we kicked 
off our shoes. We both unbuttoned our pants and let them 
fall. You might have thought we coordinated things as 
our blue boxer briefs were exposed. It was obvious from 
mine that I was already as hard as I could get, Jerry on 
the other hand had a nice bulge but it was just as clear 
that he needed to be worked up to the job.

Crys began rubbing both of us through the underwear, but 
she was looking more at him. She'd seen me thousands of 
times; she was discovering something new on the other 
side. At this point, like hundreds before, I had to move 
her hand from me, lest I shoot right then. It was 
exciting and embarrassing to know how hot this was 
making me, and her.

Jerry and I picked her up, something we'd talked about 
on a chat at one point or another, and carried her to 
the bed. As we stood from laying her down she pulled 
down both our pairs of underwear. The moment of truth 
had finally arrived. In most of these stories this is 
where the husband sees the other man's ten inch cock 
that's as thick as a beer can. Not the case with Jerry, 
while I'm pretty average in length and girth he was just 
an inch or so longer, maybe seven or slightly bigger, 
and half again as thick me. She pulled us both onto the 
bed by our hardness, we lay one on either side, and as 
she stroked us we again began suckling at her nipples.

Each of us was running a hand up and down her thighs, 
and as we'd get to where they met you could feel a heat 
I know I'd never caused on my own. We continued like 
this for a few minutes, and I tried to slip my head down 
between her legs. I wanted to taste her, knowing how hot 
she was, but she wouldn't let me, and pulled me back to 
her breast.

Jerry was working a finger on her clit, and she moved it 
off. It was clear that she wanted to get off on a hard 
cock, not a finger or a tongue. As we both continued on 
her breasts and rubbing her body I was reminded of a 
letter she'd written years ago. A fantasy was to have 
hands all over her, and it was happening right now. 

She was squirming and wiggling and trying to get 
something to touch her, but then stopping it before we 
could. Her body was telling her to get off; her mind was 
telling her to take her time. This wasn't going to be 
like making love to me and having to work fast, this 
could be slow.

She couldn't take it any longer she rolled Jerry on his 
back. She had him slide down so his legs hung off the 
bed, and I watched my wife begin jacking him off. She 
straddled him in a reverse cowboy, with his erection 
just in front of her, and had me move and stand at the 
end of the bed. She pulled me as close as the bed, and 
his legs, would allow and leaned forward and started 
giving me a deep kiss, then reached down to grab me.

My wife was now sucking my tongue down her throat, while 
she stroked two incredibly hard penises. I held her 
tight as she continued the kiss and the strokes. I ran 
one hand down to her ass, where I found one of Jerry's, 
also. Just rubbing under her cheeks I could feel the 
heat coming from her. I knew she was beyond ready, I'd 
seen her like this at times when I would tease her for a 
long period of time. She gets to a certain point where 
all that teasing has to quit and she just needs a cock. 

She let go of me and wrapped her arm around me as she 
rose up and forward. She broke the kiss and looked me in 
the eyes, as if to make sure one last time this was 
okay. I was pretty sure that at this point using a safe 
word and stopping things would be a bigger mistake than 
what was about to happen, so I nodded and gave her 
another kiss.

As we kissed for a second I could feel the hand she was 
holding Jerry with moving back and forth, my wife was 
rubbing another man at the opening of a place only I'd 
been for thirty years. As her arm stopped moving she 
inched down just slightly, let go of Jerry and wrapped 
both arms around me, and kissed me deeper as she rode 
down on him. 

I'm not sure how guilt, shame, humiliation, relief and 
joy all co-exist inside a person, but I felt all those 
emotions at that second. Years earlier I'd done horrible 
things outside our marriage that should never have been 
done. At that second I felt as though she finally had 
her revenge, and it was a relief. The guilt of how it 
must have felt to her to find out I'd been cheating, 
though this could hardly be considered on the same 
level, I had small taste of what she must have gone 
through. 

The shame was that I needed to get someone else to do 
what I couldn't anymore for my wife. And finally, after 
a few seconds, when she had settled on Jerry's cock, and 
they both started to move and work towards a rhythm, the 
humiliation of having to turn away so when I came like a 
fountain I didn't spray the two of them. This is why he 
was here, because like a 13 year old seeing his first 
set of naked tits; my cock betrayed me again and shot 
its load before anyone was ready.

Jerry broke the spell as they started moving when he 
announced how incredibly tight she was. I knew this, and 
was somehow glad he was enjoying it and finding out. 
Kind of like guys brag about the size of their girls 
boobs, which everyone can see, this was like bragging 
rights. My beautiful wife had the tightest pussy this 
guy had felt in years. 

I was about to start playing with a breast when I looked 
at her face and realized it probably wasn't necessary, 
my wife was already biting her bottom lip and had her 
eyes in the "I'm about to cum" mode. I knew that it was 
much more than the minute she'd been riding Jerry that 
was causing to her to be so excited. 

It may well have been thirty years of imagining what it 
would be like to be with someone else. Or it may have 
been twenty-five of wanting to get her revenge; or maybe 
just the excitement off someone new. After another half 
minute or so though, I could see by the way she slammed 
down on Jerry's cock and held herself that she was 
having her first orgasm of the night. 

A bit of jealousy did creep in at this point. Normally 
when we'd make love after one orgasm she'd be so 
sensitive to being touched she'd start laughing and we'd 
have to stop. Not tonight, as she recovered she started 
moving up and down again, looking for number two. We'd 
have a few nights where that could happen over the 
years, but few and far between.

She reached out again and gave me another kiss. This one 
felt different, nearly like an unspoken thank you. Then 
she nearly floored me when she whispered in my ear, "I 
want you to take some pictures." We'd agreed earlier 
that we wouldn't do that just in case. Who was I to 
argue, and honestly, they'd give me masturbation 
material for my next few work trips out of town.

As I got my camera phone she rose off of him and turned 
around, now her ass was to me, but she still got to be 
on top, a position she loved. As she settled back over 
his body I lined up a shot of him, hard and firm, lined 
up with the opening of her pussy. I knew that when we 
watched porn one of the things she loved was seeing 
penetration shots. So I got a few pictures of him 
waiting to enter, and then switched my camera to video, 
and just in time, as she pushed herself back onto him.

This is the most complementary camera angle for guys; 
our cocks all look bigger when we are on our backs. This 
was no exception. Jerry looked twice my size from this 
angle, as his cock plunged into my wife. I knew she was 
being opened farther than I could, and feeling things 
deeper than she had with me. She pulled herself almost 
completely off of him, even the head nearly slipping out 
as she rode up. This was her favorite, long, slow 
strokes; I was hoping she'd get more strokes that I 
normally gave her. 

This position lasted about ten minutes; I know this 
because my phone had five two minute videos on it, two 
of them clearly showing my wife having an orgasm. She 
was up to three when she said she wanted to switch 
positions, and asked Jerry for a little doggy style.

I'm not the best at that position, when I am hard I 
stick nearly straight up, so it's hard to get a good 
angle. Jerry stuck almost straight out, so he was 
perfect for it. I got a few more pictures of him lining 
up and entering Crys. Her pussy was red, and wet and 
gaping at this point, but she wanted more, I could tell. 
Jerry rubbed is now purple cock head over her entrance, 
teasing her as she'd try and move back and get him 
inside. Finally he pushed himself all the way in, and 
she went forward to her elbows, grabbing the sheets.

As I took a picture from the side of the bed she reached 
out and grabbed my hip, pulling me towards the top of 
the bed, having me sit in front of her. As another man 
was fucking my wife from behind she began licking my 
still soft penis to try and bring it back to life.

Twenty years ago I could get away with a quick trigger 
because ten minutes later she could have me hard again 
and we'd be off to the races. The second time around I'd 
even last long enough to do some good. Now, though, poor 
physical shape, health problems and more than likely my 
own head made it hard to get hard a second time. Not 
this night, though. She moved herself to slow Jerry's 
pace so she could get me into her mouth, and sucked me 
to my second erection of the night.

For a few minutes, as my cock was being sucked in a way 
it hadn't in years, I was able to kind of forget there 
was another guy giving my wife the long stroke 
treatment. Then the pace of her sucking changed, and I 
realized my wife was having another orgasm. If you've 
never had a woman giving you a blow job while she cums, 
let me tell you it's an experience. Her pace, breathing 
and suction kept changing as she went farther over her 
own cliff. As she came down I could tell she was 
starting to get worn out from the experience, but was 
still handling both of us like a champ.

Then I looked up at Jerry, and realized he wasn't going 
to last much longer, either. He'd been going at this for 
twenty minutes or so and looked like he was close to 
being finished himself. I told Crys it looked like Jerry 
was close, and she reached between her legs and started 
rubbing her own clit, to get one last shot before the 
night ended.

I pulled myself out of her mouth, and moved to get a 
breast in my hand and started tweaking her nipple. If 
she wanted one more orgasm before he was finished, who 
was I to not do everything I could to help. It took two 
more minutes of her rubbing, me pinching nipples, and 
Jerry now stroking into her like a mad man, and she came 
one last time. As she did Jerry pushed himself in as 
deep as he could and let loose himself. I was still 
hard, but knew I wasn't getting a second tonight. I 
didn't care, as long as she got as many as she wanted.

The next awkward moment was when the sex was over. My 
wife was spent and just sort of fell forward onto the 
bed, looking exhausted. As she went forward Jerry's 
shrinking cock slipped out and hung there with a mixture 
of both of them dripping all over the bed. I got up and 
went to the bathroom and got a couple of warm wash 
clothes so they could get cleaned up.

When I returned Jerry was sitting on the edge of the 
bed, his hand on Crys' leg, he was complimenting her on 
completely wearing him out. I handed him a warm wash 
cloth and he headed off the bed and into the bathroom to 
clean up and get dressed. When I sat Crys rolled over 
and looked at me. Her legs were still spread, their 
juices oozing out to the sheets. 

I'm not sure if she was looking at me with 
embarrassment, pity, happiness or a strange combination 
of all three. I know she had a look of complete sexual 
satisfaction on her face I hadn't seen in years. But she 
also had a look in her eyes of sorrow, like she 
regretted doing this, or enjoying it.

I crawled up on the bed next to her, leaned over and 
gave her the most gentle, loving kiss I could. I told 
her thank you, for doing this for me. Then I cleaned her 
up as best I could while she fell asleep.

Jerry and I shook hands as he left. I thanked him for 
both of us, and told him I wasn't sure if he'd hear from 
us again. He understood, and thanked me as he left.

The next day I was awakened by a morning blow job, 
something that I don't think had happened in twenty five 
years or more. When I was fully awake she straddled me, 
rode down on my cock, and just lay there, her head next 
to mine and whispered, "He was great, but he wasn't 
you."

We made love for quite a while, where I got the stamina 
I don't know, but it was like being 20 again.

END

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