A Couple’s Threesome Adventure

The air in Nachtleben pulsed with raw energy, the Munich nightclub's bassline pounding like a heartbeat. Lena stood at the bar, her tight black dress hugging her curves, her boobs straining against the fabric, catching flashes of neon light. At thirty-two, she felt a fire in her veins, her dark hair tumbling over her shoulders, her hazel eyes scanning the crowd with hunger and a flicker of nerves. Beside her, Lukas, her husband of five years, adjusted the leather straps of his lederhosen, the shorts clinging to his muscled thighs. His white shirt was open at the chest, hinting at the hard planes beneath, and at thirty-five, his blue eyes burned with a mix of confidence and mischief.

"Ready to get wet tonight, Liebling?" Lukas whispered in her ear, his German accent thick, his breath hot against her skin.

Lena's lips parted, a smirk playing on them as she trailed a finger down his arm. "If we find the right cock to play with." Her voice was low, teasing, but her pussy throbbed at the thought, a slick heat building between her thighs.

They'd been circling this fantasy for months, their late-night talks in their Schwabing apartment turning filthy and bold. Lukas had started it, his voice rough as he admitted he wanted to see Lena fucked by another man while he joined in, their bodies tangled in sweat and cum. Lena's pulse had raced, her clit tingling at the idea, and they'd fucked hard that night, whispering about a stranger's touch. They loved each other fiercely--Lukas's cock was her addiction, her pussy his home--but they craved a new edge, a threesome to make them both drip with need. Their rules were clear: talk it out, check in, no jealousy, and they'd leave together, cum-soaked or not.

Nachtleben was a fucking playground tonight. Bodies grinded on the dance floor, moans lost in the music, the air thick with lust and booze. Lukas's hand rested on Lena's ass, his fingers digging in just enough to make her wetter. They sipped their drinks--Weissbier for him, gin for her--watching the crowd like predators.

Lena's gaze snagged on a guy across the room, leaning against a pillar, his dark hair tousled, his jaw sharp enough to cut. His black shirt was open at the collar, showing a slice of collarbone that made her want to lick it. He moved like he knew how to fuck, slow and deliberate, and when his green eyes locked on hers, her pussy clenched.

"Him," she said, her voice husky, nodding toward the stranger.

Lukas followed her stare, his cock twitching in his lederhosen. "Fuck, he's hot. Let's see if he can handle us."

They moved through the crowd, hips brushing, the music vibrating in their bones. The guy straightened as they neared, his lips curling into a smirk that promised trouble. Up close, he was sex on legs--tall, lean, with a vibe that said he'd eaten pussy for breakfast and loved it.

"Hey," he said, his voice smooth, a faint British accent cutting through the noise. "You two look like you're hunting."

Lena laughed, her boobs bouncing slightly, drawing his eye. "Maybe we are. I'm Lena, this is Lukas."

"Felix," he said, shaking her hand, then Lukas's, his grip firm, lingering. "What's the game tonight?"

Lukas grinned, his lederhosen earning a raised brow from Felix. "Looking for a good fuck, maybe more. Lena likes my Bavarian style--thought it'd get some attention."

Felix's eyes flicked to Lukas's crotch, then back up. "It's fucking working. You both are."

They clicked instantly, words flowing like foreplay. Felix was a traveler, in Munich for a week, hooked on the city's dirty nightlife. He was sharp, flirty, his gaze sliding from Lena's boobs to Lukas's lips, never picking a favorite. Lena felt her pussy soak her panties, her clit pulsing as Felix leaned closer, his thigh brushing hers. Lukas's cock was hard--she could see the bulge in his leather shorts--and his hand on her back told her he was all in.

"Wanna dance?" Felix asked, nodding to the floor, where bodies fucked the air to the beat.

Lena's nipples hardened under her dress. "Hell yeah. All three?"

Felix's grin was pure sin. "Fuck yes."

The dance floor was a sweaty, pulsing mess, the music a filthy rhythm that made Lena's pussy ache. She swayed between them, her ass grinding against Lukas's cock, his hands gripping her hips. Felix moved in front, his chest brushing her boobs, his eyes dark with want. She felt Lukas's erection press harder, his breath ragged as he whispered, "You want his cock, don't you?"

"Fuck, yes," she gasped, her hands reaching for Felix, pulling him closer. Their bodies moved as one, cocks and pussy teasing through fabric, the heat building until Lena thought she'd cum right there.

She turned to Lukas, her lips grazing his ear. "He's perfect. You good?"

Lukas's eyes blazed, his cock straining. "I want to see him fuck you, Lena. I want us both to make you cum."

They kissed, tongues tangling, her pussy dripping as Felix watched, his own bulge obvious. The club faded, and it was just them--three bodies, three hungers, ready to explode.

They found a booth, the music a low throb now, and slid in close, thighs touching. Felix's hand rested near Lena's knee, his fingers brushing her skin, making her clit throb. Lukas's arm draped over her shoulders, his fingers teasing her nipple through her dress.

"So," Felix said, his voice a low growl, "what's the vibe? You two want to get fucked up or just fucked?"

Lena's breath hitched, but Lukas's nod gave her courage. "We want a threesome," she said, her voice thick with need. "Both of us, with you, if you're down. We want it dirty, but we talk it through."

Felix's eyes darkened, his cock visibly hard. "That's fucking hot. I'm in, but we go at your pace. Tell me what gets you wet."

Lukas leaned in, his voice rough. "I want to see Lena's pussy fucked while she sucks my cock. I want us all cumming, no holding back."

Lena moaned softly, her panties soaked. "I want to feel both your cocks, taste you, everything. But we check in, always."

Felix nodded, his hand sliding higher, stopping short of her pussy. "Respect. I'm game for anything you want--just say the word."

They talked more, laying out limits, desires, the words raw and real--cock, cum, pussy, ass--each one stoking the fire. Felix's honesty, his easy confidence, made Lena's clit pulse, and Lukas's quiet growls told her he was ready to fuck the night away.

The club was emptying when Lukas squeezed her hand. "Hotel?" he asked, his cock begging for release.

Lena looked at Felix, his eyes promising a night of cum and sweat. "Fuck yes."

They stumbled into a sleek hotel nearby, the elevator ride a haze of hands and heat. Lukas pinned Lena against the wall, kissing her hard, his tongue fucking her mouth while Felix watched, stroking his cock through his jeans. The room was luxe--big bed, city views, perfect for getting fucked senseless.

They collapsed onto the bed, laughing, horny, alive. Lukas pulled Lena's dress off, her boobs spilling free, nipples hard as bullets. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he growled, sucking one into his mouth, his tongue flicking until she moaned.

Felix stripped, his cock springing free--long, thick, dripping precum. "Your turn," he said to Lukas, who shed his lederhosen, his cock hard and heavy, veins pulsing. Lena's pussy was soaked, her fingers dipping inside herself as she watched them.

"You want this?" Felix asked, stroking his cock, his eyes on both of them.

"Fuck yeah," Lena panted, spreading her legs, her pussy glistening. "Lick me first."

Felix knelt, his tongue diving into her pussy, licking her clit in slow, firm strokes. Lena's hips bucked, her moans filling the room as Lukas kissed her, his hands pinching her nipples. "You like his tongue, Liebling?" he rasped.

"So fucking good," she gasped, her pussy clenching as Felix sucked her clit, his fingers sliding inside, curling just right.

Lukas moved, offering his cock to her mouth. She sucked him eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head, tasting his precum. The room was all moans and wet sounds--Felix's tongue on her pussy, her lips on Lukas's cock, the air thick with sex.

"Fuck, I need to fuck you," Felix groaned, his cock throbbing as he sat up, rolling on a condom. Lena nodded, desperate, and Lukas guided her onto her hands and knees, her pussy dripping.

Felix entered her slowly, his cock stretching her, filling her deep. "Fuck, you're tight," he growled, thrusting steadily, his hands on her hips. Lena moaned around Lukas's cock, sucking harder, her boobs bouncing with each thrust.

Lukas watched, his eyes blazing. "You love his cock, don't you? Take it, Lena, fuck him back."

She did, grinding against Felix, her pussy gripping him as he fucked her deeper. The connection was electric--Lukas's love, Felix's heat, her own need driving her wild. They talked through it, voices rough--Lukas praising her, Felix checking in, Lena begging for more.

"Cum for us," Lukas said, his cock pulsing in her mouth. Felix's fingers found her clit, rubbing fast, and Lena shattered, her pussy convulsing, cum dripping down her thighs as she screamed around Lukas's cock.

Felix pulled out, stripping the condom, jerking his cock until he came, hot spurts hitting her ass, her back. Lukas groaned, his cum flooding her mouth, and she swallowed, loving the taste, the power.

They collapsed, sweaty, panting, tangled together. Lena felt Lukas's arms, Felix's warmth, and knew this was more than fucking--it was trust, raw and real. They talked softly, laughed, the dawn creeping in.

Felix left with a kiss for both, a memory they'd jerk off to forever. Lena curled into Lukas, her pussy still tingling, their love stronger than ever.

"Fucking worth it?" Lukas murmured, his cock soft but ready for later.

"Every fucking second," Lena whispered, kissing him, their night a dirty, perfect secret.