Three in a Marriage

I've been married for 30 years -- happily too, unlike so many of my friends. I have known my wife literally all my life. Born on the same day, in the same hospital, my mum told me that on day one, as we were lying side by side being changed, Andrea reached out and grabbed my hand.

We grew up together, three doors apart. We were firm friends at nursery, infant school and beyond. Even when I was going through the usual boy's "Ewww, girls" phase, our friendship never wavered. Later, when it became "Oooo, girls! it was inevitable that our first fumbling experiments would be with each other.

We weren't possessive. We both had our share of romantic adventures, sharing a shoulder when we were knocked back or after a breakup. Apart from the 'friends with benefits' aspect we were more like siblings, squabbling with each other then uniting against anyone who upset one of us.

Inevitably we went to the same university, although different subjects. Andrea was studying Civil Engineering, I took French and Spanish. We lived separately, me in a rabbit warren of a place with a bunch of rugby types, she in a tiny flat above a shop that she shared with a girl called Lucy. Lucy was the total opposite of Andrea. Andrea was small, slim and almost boyish. Think Twiggy really. Lucy on the other hand was the very definition of voluptuous. These days she would be called fat, but she oozed sex and knew it.

Amazingly they only had one bed, which they shared. I teased Andrea no end about it, but she swore blind nothing happened. Most of the time anyway, Lucy was in someone else's bed. A couple of times, it was me.

Sex with Lucy was a unique experience. She dictated everything, choreographing every move. I'm not a natural submissive, and was a bit turned off at first, but I soon realised she wasn't playing domination games. She just knew what she wanted, what worked and told you. She wasn't averse to a bit of improvisation on the way so in the end a good time was had by all.

The first time we got together she kept me switching between positions for most an hour. She ever allowed me to come, although she did, several times I'm pleased to say. It meant though that my cock was so engorged and swollen, the shaft was bigger than the tip. Then she said she wanted me to fuck her from behind. Not doggy style, but flat. Her ample backside made that hard to gain access, but after lifting her hips on a couple of pillows I was away.

It was slightly awkward at first because I had to keep my upper body slightly lifted, but once I was fully in it was wonderful. I was so swollen I could feel every square inch of her cunt as she squeezed down on me. I could feel her backside pressing into me like two breasts, soft and cushioning as I got into my stride. This was my time now, no more changing position. My breath was getting ragged as I picked up the pace.

I was determined not to come too soon though. I wanted to make her come again and hard. I could feel her body tensing so I eased off slightly and she whimpered. Picking up the pace again, she tightened around me, calling out, "That's it, yes, deeper, yes, oh yes." There was no going back now. I was ready to explode. Her calls were getting louder, raw noise not words. I pumped on, my body slamming against her soft cushiony cheeks. If anything my cock was getting even tighter inside her, so swollen it was almost painful. Suddenly I came, erupting, filling her. It seemed to go on for ever, and with each pulse, she called out "Yes, fuck me yes, yes."

Finally it stopped and I collapsed across her back, still swollen, still deep inside her.

"Don't move" she said, "stay like that inside me. I want to feel you go hard inside me, I want to feel you swell up and fill me up again."

If anything was likely to make me hard again, it was talk like that, but what counted was biology. I did my best, staying motionless on top of her as long as I could, but inevitably I shrank back and slipped out.

"Damn it," she said. "I so wanted to feel you grow inside me. You might as well move now."

Stiff and exhausted I rolled off her onto the destroyed bed. We spooned together, her behind me, a hand around me holding my shrunken cock, her breasts pressing into my back and dozed for a while.

When I woke it was to her mouth around my growing cock, her tongue caressing the tip, her hand around the base. She pulled off for a second.

"Fuck my mouth the way you fucked me before."

That wasn't something I could refuse, so I grabbed her head and pulled it into me, my cock hard against the back of her throat. Her hand was still around the base of the shaft or I could have gone deeper. I rammed her head back down, thrusting into her at the same time. She gagged, but refused to let me go. She released my cock and put both her hands round my back, pulling me deeper into her. I was still swelling now, almost as big as before.

She pulled back and took a breath.

"Again. Hard. Fuck me in the mouth."

So, I fucked her in the mouth. My hands were still holding the back of her head and I pulled it onto me. At the same time she pulled me into her. I started thrusting back and forth. Amazingly she was taking it all, deep inside her, her lips hard against the base of my cock shaft. I kept thrusting, in, out and each time she swallowed my whole length.

I tried to pull out but she stopped me, sucking me back in, all the way. Finally she eased off and let me pull out.

"I've never seen anything like that before," I said.

She just smirked and swallowed me down again. By this time I was about to come again. I could feel it. I warned her but she persisted, sucking me deep into her throat and backing off. Suddenly I came, copiously. She began swallowing, but there was too much and it overflowed her mouth, running down her chin. I was still pumping as she pulled back and it sprayed across her face. She ignored it and sucked the last few drops from my tip, before rolling onto her back and laughing with delight.

"Oh, that was amazing. I took you in my mouth when you were still soft and I felt you grow and grow and fill my mouth before you even woke up. Then you facefucked me and I took it all in and then all that come and I swallowed as much as I could. Thank you Will. I don't know how I can thank you enough. I want to do it again. Actually, I want to wake up and find you already fucking me. Can you do that? Is it possible?"

At the suggestion of fucking her awake, I literally started to harden again. I don't know how that was even possible. I'd only come twice, but even so.

"Are you serious?"

"Well I didn't know I was going to say it, but yes. I want to wake up and find you already fucking me."

"Do you want me to creep into your bed after you've gone to sleep or just finish off the night that way."

Her eyes widened.

"I never thought of you creeping in after I've gone to bed. Yes please."

"It will have to be a night when Andrea isn't here."

"Why? You could fuck her too. You already do."

"Well for one if I creep into your bed and start fucking you in your sleep she's likely to notice and that would probably wake you up. And, even if she went along with the idea, I would feel uncomfortable about doing it in front of her."

"Fair enough. Did I tell you she turned down a threesome with me and Alex?"

She hadn't but I knew anyway, because Andrea had told me about Alex's attempt. She didn't trust him though, calling him a creep, and had resisted.

"Just give me a few nights when you will be on your own."

"I can't wait." she said and snuggled back against me. I reached around and cupped one of her breasts and we slept again.

The next morning, after another spectacular fuck, we agreed several dates for my attempt to sleepfuck her.

I had four dates. I decided to do it on the third, She would be too much on edge on the first day and probably the second. By the third, she would be more relaxed. I also decided the best time would be around 3 am, when she would be in her deepest sleep. So, not without some trepidation, I let myself into her flat with the key she had given me. The bedroom door was open and I listened outside to her breathing, which was slow and regular. I stripped naked and slowly crept into the room. It was almost a full moon and I could see the shadowy bulk of her body. She had thrown off the blankets and was lying on her back. Given the size of her breasts she probably had no choice.

I was naked, but still soft, my nerves saw to that. What if she had forgotten about our arrangement, or one of us had the wrong date? I had decided the best approach was not to go straight in. Slowly, I caressed her inner thigh. She shifted position slightly and her legs fell further apart. Slowly I continued stroking, taking my hand slowly higher each time. She muttered slightly and one hand came down to between her legs, stroking the lips then moving away before returning.

It was now or never. As she played with herself in her sleep, I lubed myself up, then slowly climbed on the bed from the bottom, pausing between each movement, edging my way up. I was hard now, the nervousness passed. I stroked her thighs again and her legs fell apart slightly. Gently I lifted each leg in turn, listening for changes to her breathing. I reached down and slid a finger into her then stopped. Bracing myself on one arm I lowered myself closer. My cock head touched her and slowly slid in, well lubricated. I balanced myself on both arms, only my cock touching her. I held it there for a few seconds, then gently began to gently slide in before waiting again. Gradually I went deeper and deeper until I was completely in. Still balanced I began to move, slowly at first, but picking up pace and vigour. Her breathing had changed but she was still asleep. I kept going.

I looked up at her. My eyes had adjusted to the low light and I could see her head was thrown back, her mouth open. Briefly I toyed with the idea of face fucking her instead, but I was in now and still hardening. Her breathing was faster now, and she was beginning to make slight noises in her sleep. I wasn't ready to come but it wouldn't take much. I wondered if I could come inside her and slip away without her waking at all. I liked the idea, but she had said she wanted to wake up to being fucked. It was time. I lowered myself slowly down on to her sleeping body and really started fucking her hard. Her eyes flickered but she wasn't fully awake yet. She was still confused about what was happening. She cried out as I thrust deep into her. She was staring wildly at me, as I started to come. It took a couple of seconds for her to fully realise what had happened, then she raked my back with her nails as somehow she came too.

She held me tightly, her legs wrapped around me, her hands pulling me into her, holding me in place as I softened.

"Whooo, that was wild. I expected to wake up as you fucked me, not to be woken by an orgasm."

She rolled on her side, still holding me in her, hugging each other tightly, flesh pressed tightly together. We stayed like that for ages, then her eyes widened.

"You are still in me and swelling."

I didn't say anything, just smiled smugly.

Soon I was fully erect inside her. Holding me tight she rolled me again onto my back. Ever so carefully, she brought herself to a sitting position astride me. In first light I could see her huge breasts bouncing as she ground away at me. I reached up to hold them, pulling at the nipples, watching them swell under my fingers. She moaned with pleasure as the movements of her hips shifted me inside her cunt. I felt her muscles clamping down on me, almost as tight as her hand and almost came on the spot. She sensed it and eased off.

I was almost ignored. What she wanted was my cock inside her and she used it, bringing herself off, several times in quick succession, each one stronger than the last.

"Now" she said bouncing on my cock, squeezing it as she came again, her whole body in a spasm of ecstasy. Trailing in her wake, I came too.

"Is it too much to expect to try and keep you inside me again?"

"That might be difficult. You would have to stay like that for at least an hour."

"Oh well, I need to pee anyway."

She eased herself off me and I admired the view as she walked away.

"Andrea's not back till this afternoon," she said hopefully when she returned. "That gives us plenty of time." She grinned. "Do you think if we are still at it when she gets back she might be tempted to join in."

"I don't know," I said, "but I'm not going to try and bounce her into it."

"Fair enough. I know how close friends you are. You don't want to spoil that."

The rest of the morning went as you might expect. I don't know where Lucy got the energy from, but we fucked at least three more times before midday when I had to admit defeat and go home to rest. Fortunately I wasn't seeing Andrea until the next day, or she might have been disappointed.

Andrea liked to talk during sex, at first anyway. After a while she got a bit more incoherent. This night, towards the end of our first year, as we celebrated the end of exams, she began talking about Lucy and Alex again. I knew he had turned up at the flat unannounced with a film projector and a set of porn films, including one about a threesome. She'd ignored the heavy hints and slept on the sofa in the other room.

"I like Lucy but I wasn't going to let that creep anywhere near me," she said.

"You wouldn't mind it with Lucy then?"

"No not really my type. I would get lost in all that flesh."

Interesting, I thought.

"You have a type?"

"I don't know. It might be interesting to find out though -- and from the swelling of your cock, you wouldn't object either."

"How about Annie?" she mused.

""No fun in that, she's as skinny as you are."

"I thought I was your type?"

"You are indeed my type, but any meal needs a bit of seasoning."

I was getting a bit incoherent myself by now, and concentrated on the job in hand, bringing everything to a very satisfactory conclusion.

As we lay wrapped together afterwards, I was surprised when Andrea brought it up again.

"So not Annie, because she's too skinny for you, and not Lucy because I would get buried. Plus of course you have already fucked her. She told me about you waking her up with an orgasm."

I would have been very happy to bury myself in Lucy again, but I liked the way the conversation was going, so said nothing.

"Georgia!" she burst out. "She would be perfect. Big boobs, nice bum, long auburn hair."

My cock twitched at that, because to be honest Georgia was perfect. The trouble was she seemed to be a very demure type and unlikely to be interested in what we were talking about.

"She's a bit prim and proper though isn't she?"

Andrea laughed.

"Georgia is very much unprim,"

She took my cock in her hand, caressing it as I hardened in her hand.

"Shall I ask her?"

I almost came on the spot.

"I thought you were teasing me."

"Well, shall I?

"That is a very silly question."

Needless to say the rest of the night went extremely well, topping our previous record by quite a margin.

"No more," she gasped. "I'm too sore."

It was just as well, because I was drained. We collapsed into each others arms and fell asleep.

Not for long though as Lucy arrived back about six in the morning. For a brief moment I thought she might climb into bed with us, but sadly she didn't, although she stood there smirking as I gathered up my clothes and together with my erection, headed for the bathroom.

A couple of weeks later we were at home and it never came up again. Opportunities for threesomes are limited when you live with Mum and Dad.

In our second year we decided to share a flat. The flat had two bedrooms, but we rarely slept apart, even though we were still seeing others. Then, one night, about three weeks into the term, as we lay cuddled together, "I asked Georgia."

"What!"

"I asked Georgia," she repeated. "She said yes."

I couldn't speak.

"She's coming over Friday."

"Umm."

"Very deep response."

"I'd forgotten, well not me, but I thought you had."

"She had a steady boyfriend at the beginning of term, but they've split up now, so I asked her. She seemed quite keen in fact. I don't know which of us is the attraction though."

"I've never thought much about anything like that before. How does it work do you think?"

"Well, I'm guessing here, but I think you fuck one of us, then you do it again with the other one."

"Yeah, but that's just ordinary sex with a spectator. I was thinking if there's three of us, there are other possibilities."

"Be honest, what you are drooling over is watching me fucking Georgia."

"Well, yes, or her fucking you, or me fucking her while she fucks you, or me fucking you while.."

"You haven't thought much about it," she said dryly.

"OK, I have thought about it, but not with real women."

"Well now it is going to be reality," she said, pushing me on my back and getting astride, "so get you thinking cap on."

After we'd finished, which took a while, I asked about Georgia.

"What is she expecting do you think."

"I doubt if she's got past the idea of you fucking her. She's always fancied you."

"You might have told me. I missed an opportunity there."

"I have told you. That's what she said when I asked her. Don't look so surprised. You are quite fanciable in your own way."

"In my own way? What does that mean?"

"It means that it's time for you to fuck me again."

So I did.

On Friday morning, Andrea told me we would be meeting Georgia round the corner in the local pub.

"Don't look so disappointed. Did you think she would just walk in the door and you would fuck her on the door mat."

"I think I would probably wait until we got to the bedroom. Or perhaps the living room."

"Well, you'll just have to keep that zip fastened for a little while longer. Do you want me to do something about that?" she said suddenly.

Oh the joys of a blow job for breakfast.

I got back to the flat around 6, expecting to have a quick shower before we headed out. I was already undressed when Andrea walked in on me. I hardened almost immediately.

"This is too good to miss." she said, stepping out of her panties, before pushing me back on the bed hitching up her skirt and straddling me. I knew what she expected when she was in this sort of mood and let her ride me. She always came quickly like this and tonight was no exception. She didn't stop though, ripping off her sweater and bra, so only her short skirt remained. I loved seeing her like this and she knew it. She lifted the skirt hem and looked down. I could see my cock, the shaft appearing and disappearing as she humped me. It didn't take long and I erupted into her, gasping.

She fell forward and I wrapped my arms around her, still inside her as I slowly softened.

"That should stop you from coming too quickly later on," she said, "I know there's lots more where that came from."

We lay like that for ages, while I slowly softened until I finally slipped out.

"I love it when we can lie together like that. I like the feeling of you inside me, not pounding away, just there."

"I like being with you in any situation," I said. "The sex is wonderful, but you are my greatest friend and I want to be with you every chance I get."

She looked at me, tears in her eyes.

"I feel the same, Will."

"This is a strange time to be talking like this," I said, "but I think I want to be with you for ever. I want my last days to be with you, just as the first one was."

"Is this a proposal" she whispered.

"I don't know. All I want is to be with you for ever. I don't care how. It's a commitment, if you agree that is."

She hugged me and we lay there a little longer.

"What about Georgia?" I asked.

"I don't know. I suppose it is us doing it, so we are together. If you were to take Georgia out somewhere and fuck her brains out without asking or telling me, that would be a betrayal. Doing it together, as a couple, feels different."

"So that's the rules. Whatever we do from now on is as a couple?"

"With the other's agreement. I don't want to stop you fucking Jane Fonda if she turns up on the doorstep."

"OK," I said. "I'm serious about this. Do you agree to spend the rest of your life with me on those terms."

"I do."

Things got a bit frantic then because somehow I was rock hard again and not going to waste it. We ended up piling into the shower together, which was distracting and barely made it to the George before Georgia arrived.

"What's up with you two? she said. "Actually, I know, you started without me didn't you? It's in your faces. I hope you haven't worn him out. I've been looking forward to this."

"How did I ever get the idea you were a prim and proper young lady?"

"I am what the situation needs from me. Being prim keeps the randy academics away, most of them anyway. Elsewhere, well, you'll see."

I'd been to the bar to get more drinks and came back to see some stranger hovering over the two of them.

"I'm here with a date," I heard Georgia say, "so stop pestering me." He turned to Andrea, but before he could open his mouth she snapped "and so am I. Push off."

I slipped into my seat between them and they immediately latched onto my arms. "Thank you darling," they chorused, picking up the drinks.

The expression on his face as it sank in was wonderful.

I don't know what they had been talking about while I was at the bar but they looked at each other, finished their drinks and stood up. Knowing what was coming, I quickly followed and we walked out, arms linked.

Back at the flat, I suddenly got nervous. Seeing me tongue-tied, Andrea took over.

"Let's be open with each other. I invited you because I was propositioned about a threesome but didn't like one of them. The idea intrigued me though and I suggested it to Will, with a predictable response. I chose someone I would feel comfortable with. Will's a man so will fuck anything on legs, but he approved of my choice anyway. You agreed and here we are. We are not into anything off the wall, just normal energetic fucking. I want you to feel as safe with us as I feel with Will."

Georgia was silent for a second then, "I told you I fancied Will from the first, but he never looked at me for some reason. I thought I just wasn't his type. Your invitation threw me, but I trust you, Andrea, so I trust whoever you trust."

She looked at me. "I trust you Will."

I was touched, but also aroused. It isn't every day a gorgeous woman stands in front of you and says 'I trust you' just before jumping into bed with you.

We stood looking at each other for a few seconds, no one willing to make the first move. Finally "Fuck this," said Georgia and began to strip off her clothes. That was the trigger as clothes were rapidly removed and thrown across the room willy nilly. Finally we stood, naked, me with a huge erection, the other two with lips swollen and nipples erect.

Andrea took my hand then Georgia's and led us into the bedroom.

"I'm sure there's an etiquette rule about these situations which says who does what to whom, in what order, but let's cut to the chase. I am happy to fuck either of you one at a time, but I rather want to try both at once and switch between you. I don't know who will get the jackpot if we do that, but I don't intend that to be all there is anyway."

Andrea and Georgia looked at each other then lay side by side on the bed legs apart. My erection, already huge seemed to enlarge just at the sight of the two wet cunts exposed before me. I started with Andrea. I wanted to build up slowly and that was easier with a body I knew so well.

She was wet and ready. I slipped in, then took several hard deep strokes, before slowing down. I was ready to come very quickly, but I resisted the temptation. I could sense Andrea wouldn't take long either but I knew if that happened I wouldn't be far behind her. Tonight I wanted to take my time. She was still becoming even more aroused, so I took a chance and quickly withdrew and switched to Georgia. It took me a second to adjust to her fuller body, to the feel of her breasts against me. Slowly I picked up pace. I could feel her pushing back against me as I did so. Her breathing was getting ragged so I switched back to Andrea and slowly began to bring her back up again. Back and forth I went, each time leaving them a little higher, a little closer.

I wanted them to come at the same time, but wasn't sure if I could do it. I could tell I hadn't much longer myself. I was in Georgia now and let rip, pounding at her, feeling her push back. She screamed out, I waited a second to make sure she was coming properly then switched back to Andrea, pumping hard. Seconds later she came too and I switched back to Georgia. She was just coming down, but in a few second she was off again, this time loudly calling out. I was still hanging on, so back to Andrea, then back to Georgia where I finally erupted inside her.

"Jackpot!" she screamed.

I lay still on top of her, then felt Andrea roll over to lie alongside the two of us, embracing us both. We lay there exhausted for a while, then I had to go to the bathroom. I covered them over with the bedding first. When I came back the covers were thrown back, Georgia knelt over Andrea, finger fucking her. Andrea was coming strongly and repeatedly, calling out, "Oh God, Ohh, Yes, Ohh Yes."

I watched for a moment, enjoying the sight, then moved behind Georgia and slid into her still dripping cunt. She pushed back until I bottomed out, still fucking Andrea. I hung onto her hips and started pushing harder. Gradually her fingers in Andrea became less coordinated and she began groaning herself. Beneath her Andrea reached up and seized her nipples, pinching them hard, harder than I would have dreamed of doing. I felt her body stiffen beneath me then she came, ragged groans, her back arching before collapsing back on top of Andrea.

Andrea slid out from under and opened her legs.

"My turn. And I want the jackpot this time."

I took it slowly once I was inside her, I had to, really, or I would have come within a minute. I could see Georgia sprawled out beside her, legs apart, her cunt wet and dripping. That was enough to push me over the edge if I wasn't careful. Now Andrea's legs were wrapped around me, holding me in as she clamped down on my cock inside her, squeezing it. In the end I reached my limit and came, filling her with cum, as we both cried out.

I grabbed the covers and pulled them over us, before collapsing into sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but I woke to a hand around my cock, teasing it erect. I worked out it was Georgia's, so the hand teasing my balls must be Andrea's. Despite that I fell asleep again. The next time, Georgia was fast asleep, her hand now cupping my balls, Andrea's wrapped around my cock.

"I want you in me now."

I gently disentangled myself from Georgia. Andrea was face down, so I lifted her hips slightly to improve the angle then slipped in from behind. Ever since fucking Lucy like this it had been one of my favourite positions. I loved the feel of her cheeks against me when we did it like this. I had to take it gently to avoid coming out but slowly and carefully I persevered and we got into a rhythm. Andrea was breathing hard now and I could tell she was close. Suddenly I felt a kiss on the small of my back as a hand stroked my balls and I came without warning, fortunately at the same time as Andrea. It seemed to go on for ever, despite it being the third or fourth time that night, Andrea grunting with each twitch. I fell asleep still inside her.

Next time I woke it was to Andrea's pleas to let her breathe. I had softened and come out, but was still laid full length across her body. I rolled off and let her up and she dashed to the bathroom. Georgia was still asleep, sprawled out. It was getting light now and I could see her curvy body in the dim light. I used the time to see just how different she was to Andrea. I was still staring at her when Andrea returned and cuddled up to me.

"She is very curvy isn't she?" she whispered. "Look at that bum, so soft and round. Don't you want to just bite it."

I had to agree. It was a very fine bum, although I hadn't expected Andrea to be quite so enthusiastic about another woman's body.

"If you like it so much, why don't you just fuck it," came a muffled voice. "I don't care who, I just want to be fucked."

I looked down. Despite Andrea cuddled against my back and Georgia's body displayed in front of me I was still limp.

"I'm afraid I'll be an hour or so before I can perform." I said.

Andrea slipped past me and kissed each cheek, gently nibbling at them, before running a hand along the full extent of Georgia's long back. I could tell by her breathing she was aroused, so I just watched. Her hands were gently passing over every inch of Georgia's body, up each leg from the heel, gently probing at the top. Then up the back, a hand each side of the spine and over the shoulders and down the arms.

"I don't want a massage, I want a fuck."

Ignoring her, Andrea gently rolled Georgia onto her back and repeated the process from feet upwards, fingers gently probing the wet cunt, squeezing the erect nipples. Despite demanding a fuck not a massage Georgia was becoming more and more aroused, her cunt lips swollen, her breath coming in short gasps. Andrea carried on finger fucking her, then buried her face between Georgia's legs, her tongue probing as her fingers flew,

Seeing this was making me hard again, so I sat astride Georgia and pushed my stiffening cock into her mouth. She sucked me in greedily, taking me almost as far as Lucy had managed. Andrea continued her relentless activity as I pushed myself deeper. She gagged, but rallied herself and gently bit down on me to restrain my overenthusiastic thrusts. Slowly she took me deeper, then as her lips wrapped around the base of my cock, she came, once then twice. I couldn't hold myself in any longer and filled her mouth with my come, watching it spill out as I pumped ever more down her throat. She gagged at the volume, but swallowed as much as she could.

I rolled off her onto the bed, my knees aching. Andrea kissed her way up Georgia's body, fingers still flying. Georgia was coming repeatedly, now, unable to move, her body shaking, crying out in painful ecstasy. Then Andrea kissed her full on the mouth, sucking up the last remnants of my come as she did. They lay together arms wrapped around each other, slowly relaxing. I moved down and buried my face in Andrea's cunt, tasting her. She cried out as my tongue probed deeper, my fingers flickering over her clitoris. As I did, Georgia kissed her and they embraced. Andrea came again, hugging Georgia tight.

I watched as they kissed and caressed each other. Andrea liked it when I played with her nipples, but Georgia seemed to favour the underside of her much larger breasts. Both of them liked being kissed on the area just above their pubic hair. Eventually we all became a tangle of limbs and body parts, kissing or playing with whatever we could reach until, exhausted we collapsed into the bed wrapped in each others arms and slept until morning.

I woke up to the smell of coffee, alone in bed with an erection. I went in search of the coffee or someone to deal with the erection. I found Andrea and Georgia in the kitchen, each wearing one of my shirts and nothing else, making breakfast. As they passed each other they constantly touched and caressed. As I walked in Georgia looked across at me and laughed.

"Do you think he's expecting to deal with that before or after breakfast."

"Before, I think," said Andrea, "otherwise he won't fit under the table."

They cackled at the joke, but Georgia dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth, where she very rapidly brought me off, swallowing what was by now a much reduced load.

"Better now?" she said. "Breakfast's ready."

"Don't bother to shower yet," said Andrea, "I like the smell of sex in the morning," at which point they both cackled with laughter again.

"You two seem to be getting on well this morning," I said.

"We always did, but last night sort of reinforced things."

"It was quite a night." smiled Georgia.

"About that," said Andrea. "I, well we really, have something to tell you."

She looked across at me.

"Shall I tell her what we agreed?"

I nodded. "Go ahead"

"Remember your crack about starting without you?"

"Yes," replied Georgia carefully.

"Well, it was true obviously, but out of it, Will and I agreed we were going to be spending the rest of our lives together. No more casual fucking around, although I have given him a free pass if Jane Fonda turns up. That's where you come in. We agreed that last night was from both of us, so wasn't affected. And this morning, well, I haven't asked Will this yet, but this morning I think we would both very much like to offer you a standing invitation to our bed, so long as you want it."

She looked across at me. "Is that OK, Will?"

"Of course it is. I'm not stupid."

"Georgia?" said Andrea. "What do you think?"

"Is that as a couple, or does it extend to either of you alone too?"

Andrea grinned. "I would certainly like to have you to myself from time to time, so I can't object to you and Will together can I?"

"Then yes, I would very much like that. I can still fuck other people though?"

"Yes of course. Just be careful. And don't tell others about our arrangement."

"So will I be Bridesmaid?" she laughed.

Andrea took her hands.

"If we ever actually get married, then I would love to have you as a bridesmaid. And if you don't have it off with the Best Man you can join us."

"So will you choose a nice sexy Best Man for me?"

"I'll do my best."

We didn't actually get married for another five years, but kept our promise. Georgia was Bridesmaid looking absolutely stunning and she did indeed fuck the best man. Over the years afterwards she continued to join us regularly. When Andrea was pregnant and huge, and temporarily off sex, she kept me very happy. She has her own children now, both mine, I'm pleased to say. Andrea had five in the end. We gave up the pretence when Georgia had her second and she moved in with us. Some of the neighbours look down on us, but generally we get along. Having two mums to keep order in a family of seven kids is great and to the kids its just home.