The Three

Thank you to those who helped me!

[Narrated by myself and Wendy]

I swirl the newly filled wine glass and consider the implications. I was offered the wine from the newly opened bottle, a rosé, and I have accepted it! That was the agreed signal indicating that you were inviting me to something more, a more intimate part; and I hope that I was measured in accepting it so as not to betray my over enthusiasm.

As I swirl the wine round and round the tall glass, I try to sort my thoughts out and calm my imagination. I need some more wine, enough to overcome my anxiety and inhibitions but not too much to dull my sensations and feelings.

I look around the beautiful room again catching sight of the pool table in the next room; catching sight of the stairs leading upstairs, to the vast bedroom I saw in the photos; and my imagination is filled with images of things that may come to pass.

I look at both of you sitting holding hands across the room.

Paul, tall, handsome, with a great physique, slightly intimidating! Self-doubts cross my mind.

But Wendy is an image that gives rise to desires strong enough to put aside any doubts; tall, slim, beautiful and sexy at the same time; a fine delicate body that invites to be worshipped, to be handled like a fragile piece of art. I want to be close to her, to put my hands softly on her long stocking clad legs. I want to feel her beautiful lips brushing softly against mine.

As these thoughts swirl round my mind, imitating the swirling wine in my glass, I feel a bit lost. What do I do? Do I join them and sit next to her? But thankfully Wendy takes control and suggests that I sit next to her.

As I get up clumsily and move to join them, she turns and kisses Paul; a passionate kiss but at the same time a soft kiss; lips softly brushing together, tips of tongues dancing together. I see Paul's hand caressing Wendy's leg starting at the knee and slowly tracing her inner thigh upwards to reveal the top of the stockings but no more. I see Wendy involuntarily opening slightly her legs inviting the soft caress and exhaling deep into Paul's mouth.

I am reluctant to disturb this beautiful image. But as I sit next to Wendy trying to be unobtrusive, Wendy turns to me and as if she read my mind, her eyes smile and tell me it is ok. I follow her signal and lean closer to her to kiss her. Our lips touch and it is as if an electric shock goes through me; not of electric charge but full of sexual charge. My tongue seeks her lips to taste her, and the tip of her tongue to dance with. She allows me to explore her, to taste her fragrance and my desires explode.

I feel bolder and I put my hand softly on her knee. I explore her thigh, a slim but strong thigh full of sexual energy. I caress her thigh all the way up to where the stocking finish and I stop when I feel her naked skin. Do I continue? Wendy moans softly into our kiss and her hips gyrate ever so slightly to invite the caress to go higher.

I start moving my hand slowly, very slowly further up........"That is nice"......., Wendy encourages me as she turns her attention to Paul. As she kisses Paul, I kiss her neck and nibble her earlobe. I trace my tongue across her sexy jawline; oh, how much I like her jawline!!

Wendy and Paul are now locked in a passionate kiss; a kiss full of sexual desire! Paul's hand is caressing her breasts, softly to start with but as her breasts respond to the caress and her nipples stiffen, the caress becomes stronger, more determined.

I move my hand up, close to her vagina, but not touching it. I caress the very top of her thighs, as close to her vagina as I can without touching it. Paul and I caress and tease at the same time. Wendy turns to kiss me and Paul moves his kisses to her neck. Our kiss has lost the shyness of the first kiss and is now a passionate, let's have sex, kiss.

Our joint attention to Wendy's body, our caresses and teasing inflame her desires......"Touch me"..... she asks, or rather demands from both of us!

Paul unbuttons her blouse and takes hold of her naked breasts at the top of her black bustier. Wendy moans and arches her back to welcome the touch. He moves his mouth to her breasts and suckles on one of them teasing and licking her nipple.

I move my hand over her panties and press down on her vagina. I can feel the movement of her hips responding to my touch. But not yet! I move my hand to feel the soft skin of her tummy; I feel the heat of her body and I become aware of my erection. I desire to feel her body against mine, her body heat against mine! But not yet, her fulfilment and pleasure comes first.

I slide my fingers under her panties and feel the welcoming heat of her vagina. I just run my fingers and palm over her sex, just letting my hand rest idle on top and applying a soft pressure. Wendy wants more. She wants more attention. Her hips move wilder seeking more stimulation. Her hand is pushing Paul's head down onto her breasts.

I respond to her hip movements and trace my finger along her vagina, feeling her arousal and seeking her clitoris. I play and tease her clitoris while I kiss her passionately. Paul is kissing each breast alternatively and her passion increases. She let's go of my kiss and pushes my head to her breasts.

....'Kiss me my love'..... Wendy says to Paul and she pulls him close into a loving passionate kiss. Paul pulls her head tight against his kiss while the other hand strokes one breast. I kiss the other while my finger strokes her clitoris. Paul and I, like an orchestra play reaches a crescendo, bring Wendy to her climax, and then softly down again.

Wendy and Paul lock eyes and smile to each other. Few seconds later, they acknowledge my presence. Wendy smiles and says......."shall we move upstairs?".......

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(Wendy)

Paul takes me by the hand and leads me towards the stairs. I glance back and beckon you to follow. As I walk, I am aware of the growing moisture between my legs. The damp made me feel excited and expectant of what is about to ensue.

As we climb the stairs, I deliberately skip a step, so that my higher stride makes the hem of my dress ride above my stocking top. I wonder how much of my panties I have revealed. Did you glance at the darkened fabric of my gusset? Are you now aware of how turned on I had become. My heart beat increases as we walk into the dimly lit bedroom.

Paul positions himself behind me as we stop at the foot of the bed. I can feel his firmness brush against my buttocks, as he leans into my neck to plant a kiss. My head involuntarily falls to one side as my breasts heave from the sharp audible intake of breath. Paul nuzzles into the cleft of my neck as I reach back to feel him, my head falling back towards him, naturally pushing my pelvis forward.

You are comfortably perched at the end of the bed, sitting inches away from my now protruding crotch.

The feel of your hands against my thigh encourages my legs to part. They part enough for you to be able to trace a line along the crevice of my moist gusset. I am embarrassed by how wet I now am. The pulse that goes through my body as I feel the pressure of your hand against my heightened clitoris releases me from the fleeting pang of guilt I experienced regarding my wanton behaviour.

I try to push against you as Paul bites my ear, but you ease your hand to lessen the pressure. This only serves to heighten my desire.

Paul starts to unbutton my dress, until my breasts are released. They gently bob free of my bra as he tweaks my erect nipples, sending further waves of pleasure through my body.

I lift my dress, in the hope that it would encourage you to stop your teasing touch.

Instead, you grab the waistline of my panties and slowly pull them over my hips, until they lay crumpled at my ankles. I step out of them and rest one foot onto the bed. You need no further encouragement. Your hand brushes along the inside of my thigh, the difference between your touch through nylon and on flesh is discernible. I am once again embarrassed by the ease with which your fingers are able to enter me and the very obvious squelching noise that serenade your touch.

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My fingers are pumping in and out deep inside Wendy's wet but tight vagina while my thumb is playing sometimes softly and sometimes hard with her clitoris while my other hand holds her steady by the waist. Paul's lips are assaulting her neck kissing her roughly, while his hands are playing with her breasts pinching her erect nipples. I can see the outline of his erection nuzzling between her buttocks as if he is trying to fuck her through his clothes. Wendy's eyes are closed, shut tight so her body senses are heightened and can absorb all the sensations we are giving her. Every now and again a deep moan accompanies her breath. She bends her legs at the knees so she can gyrate her hips in response to my thrusting, and now glistening, fingers and moving thumb.

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(Wendy)

Paul is visibly turned on by the unfolding events and squeezes my breast firmly in his palms. I wonder if it is my body that turns him on so much or the anticipation of watching you fuck me, of watching his wife being fucked by another man.

I rock my pelvis rhythmically as your fingers gyrate within me, squeezing myself around them. I try unsuccessfully to stifle a moan of pleasure as our rhythm intensifies. My moan of pleasure makes Paul's cock throb between my buttocks.

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Wendy wraps one hand behind her, behind Paul to pull his erect penis deeper between her buttocks. She places the other hand on my shoulder to steady herself so that she can fuck my fingers. Her hips push forward against my fingers so that they can go deep, and then her hips push back against Paul's stone hard erection; back and forth at an increasing tempo until, until she reaches her climax. Her body stiffens and then her orgasm shakes her whole body. Her legs go weak and her body slumps as my fingers deep inside her and Paul's hold, keep her standing. My head is next to her vagina and the aroma of her come is intoxicating, her secretions on my fingers are thick. Time freezes for a moment.

And then, Paul, or rather, Paul's penis wants closer attention. He pushes Wendy on the bed, head facing up and he kneels next to her. She knows what he wants. She reaches out and fumbles with his trousers. Paul is impatient and pulls his trousers and briefs down freeing his erect penis. He wants to push it deep inside Wendy's mouth and feel her warmth surrounding his penis. But he waits, he just pushes his hips forwards so that he is closer to Wendy. Wendy lifts her head and Paul puts a couple of pillows behind so that she doesn't have to strain.

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(Wendy)

You watch me mesmerised as my tongue snakes out of my mouth and gently licks the precum from Paul's penis. I take it into my mouth and savour the familiar taste. My tongue then snakes out again and licks all around the engorged head of the penis bringing my lips closer until they take the head inside. Slowly, little by little, I engulf the penis in my mouth devouring it like a python devours its meal. Maybe you can see, or maybe you can imagine it, my tongue caressing Paul's penis in my mouth, But you can definitely see my cheeks applying pressure on its shaft and then releasing it.

I am putting on a show for you. I pull my head back until only the tip of the penis is in my mouth and then I take it all in again. You marvel at Paul's resolve to allow my mouth to play, to fuck his penis. I wonder if you could have that resolve or whether lust would overcome you and you would just fuck my mouth. I am curious to find out. I am curious to find out how your penis tastes.

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While this is going on, the view of Wendy's body on the bed is breathtaking. The view along her slightly open legs leading to the sweet spot at the top and between them is immensely tempting. My mind sees me lifting myself from the end of the bed, getting on top of Wendy and pushing my aching hard penis deep inside her in one swift motion, so deep so that our tummies touch. In my mind I can feel her hot wet vagina throbbing around my penis hard; trying to squeeze my come from deep inside me.

But I shake these thoughts and I try to match Paul's resolve. I take a breath and start to explore the divine body lying in front of me. My hands move over her feet, I feel her delicate toes, probably painted to perfection underneath the stockings. I then feel her slim ankles. I love slim achilles tendons and I dream of making love to her like Paris to Helen. Her calves are long and slim and I run my hands all the way up to behind her knees wondering how her naked skin would feel. I bring my hands on top of the knees and move them further up, just a little bit, on the inside of the thighs. I want to see her crotch better so I push her legs slightly apart, but Wendy pushes back involuntary, and then relaxes so I push her legs apart. I can see her wet crotch, lips engorged, the clitoris protruding. Her smell is addictive.

My hands continue their travel up until my fingers reach her bare skin. It is hot to the touch. Wendy's body reacts to the touch. Her legs move ever so slightly further apart and her hip rolls up a bit. I am becoming impatient and my hands move to the top of her legs feeling her slender thighs and tracing the groin tendons that have my target at their apex. My forefingers finally frame her vagina lips with the clitoris near the fingertips; my thumbs touching together in the space just below her vagina and her anus.

I move my head closer to Wendy's body and the tip of my tongue lands just above my thumbs. My tongue moves slowly up between her lips, opening them up to seek the entrance to her vagina. I find it and I run circles round it with my tongue. Wendy's involuntary movement tries to entice my tongue inside but I resist. I continue my journey towards her clitoris savouring her taste. I reach her clitoris and lick it softly. I take it between my lips and squeeze it. I circle my tongue round it and Wendy circles her hips to my motion. I let go and return to the entrance of her vagina. I want to taste her. I push my tongue into her vagina and lick her. I stay there a few moments exploring the taste and the sensations. I try to fuck her with my tongue as if it is a small penis while at the same time my forefingers play with her clitoris. But I want to make her come and feel her orgasm while my tongue is on her clitoris, so I return to it and resume my licking assault. I lick and suck. I bite softly and rougher. I lash it with the full force of my tongue. While I play with her clitoris I push one thumb deep inside her and fuck her. Her body is responding to my love making. It moves and writhes.

I sense that Paul's penis has lost the attention it craved from Wendy's mouth. So now Paul is kissing her, his tongue deep inside Wendy's mouth playing with hers. His one hand stroking her hair, the other mauling her breasts.

I can feel Wendy is close to coming. Paul's and my joint efforts are leading her to another climax. Her hands grasp my head pulling it tight against her crotch. Her legs tighten against my head. I am suffocating but do not give up. I lick her clitoris with renewed strength and I continue to fuck her with my finger until she comes. And as Wendy comes, she pulls my face further into her crotch and grinds her crotch against my face until the shocks of her climax subside.

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(Wendy)

My second climax of the night is subsiding. The thrill of having another man joining in our love making is an aphrodisiac. The anticipation is too high. I cannot wait any longer. I want this other man, this other attractive man, you, to fuck me. I want to experience a new penis, a penis other than my husband's. I look into Paul's eyes and smile. He knows the time has come. He knows it is time for him to see another man's penis penetrating his wife, penetrating his wife's vagina.

I lift my head and tell you...."please come inside me and fuck me"......

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My heart skips a beat and then accelerates. I can hear my heart pounding like a drum. I am excited. I want my penis deep inside her welcoming hot vagina, to go deeper, much deeper than my tongue did. But at the same time I am apprehensive. I have doubts, self-doubts. Can I measure up? Should I be the first to fuck her? Will I be out of line? Is she asking me first because I am their guest? Or is she curious to feel a new, different, penis inside her.

I look at Paul and there is the slightest of the nods. I stare into her eyes and see her desire to have my penis inside her. Maybe it is because I happened to be there, between her legs or it is because she wants a new penis inside her. It doesn't matter to me either way. My decision made, I slither up her body. My tongue traces a line from her clitoris, via her soft tummy, in between her breasts, all the way to her mouth where I kiss her. My body follows behind me all the time grinding against her crotch and clitoris. I am marking myself with her scent.

I line my hard penis along her lips and run it up and down to lubricate it with her come, lubrication that is probably not needed. I line the head of my penis to the entrance to her vagina and I push. There is some resistance but I take no notice. I push harder and I break through. The head of my penis is inside her and we both moan. All three of us moan. I stay still for a moment. I want both of us to savour the moment. I push just a little further and I feel Wendy pushing back trying to get more inside. I resist. I stop kissing her lips and nuzzle my head into her neck and start kissing and licking her neck. I let my weight crush her body for a moment because I want to feel her whole body against mine. My tummy against her slim one. My chest against her breasts, crushing them so her stiff nipples sting into my flesh.

I savour the moment and then I push my pelvis hard so that my penis slides effortlessly all the way in. The sensations I feel are indescribable. I push harder even though know I can't go deeper. I don't pull back. I just rotate my hips and grind myself against Wendy. I hope my body will rub against her clitoris but mainly because I want my penis to explore all sides of her vagina, to touch every single surface.

I lift myself on my elbows and take her hands above her head, immobilising them holding her captive, but do not apply pressure so she is free to move but she doesn't. I look her in the eyes and start to fuck her slowly. Her legs, bent at the knees and open, invite my thrusts. Her hips move in unison against mine. I am not fucking her; we fuck each other.

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(Wendy)

Your hands pin mine above my head as if to restrain me, to control me. But it is clear that I can free myself if I want to. You want me to surrender my body to you and I do so. I surrender my body to you to do as you please; to fuck as you please. Your penis, different than Paul's but similar, is ravishing my vagina. It is a guest that I gladly allow to explore my inner self. It is a guest that I squeeze, I embrace, I caress as it moves.

I can sense Paul's animated breathing betraying his excitement of watching me being taken by you. I know he is excited, aroused. But is he also jealous? Does he have second thoughts?

I maintain eye contact with you throughout as we moan together and our fucking becomes faster and harder. I sense you approaching your climax and I don't want it to end. So I whisper to you..."change!"......

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I read her lips than heard the word. It takes me a couple of seconds to understand the significance. I stop my movements....... Ok.... I say!

I give Wendy a kiss while withdrawing slowly my penis from inside her and move off her.

I see Paul is ready to take my place. He does. He leans on top of Wendy's body holding his penis in one hand. He is hard. He lines it against her vagina and in one swift motion impales himself deep inside her. Wendy moans, not from surprise, but from pleasure. I see her legs now wrapping round his back so she can pull him deeper inside. Her arms round his back pull him tighter to her body while her lips caress his neck and I feel a bit of envy. Paul fucks her with a steady rhythm, neither fast nor slow. In each stroke he almost withdraws and then re-enters to the hilt. I can hear his body slamming into her and I wonder if we made the same noise.

I hear the word this time and I see Paul stopping his movements and moving off. I wonder if he too was approaching climax. As I get on top of Wendy, having relaxed a bit, she whispers:

....."you will both fuck me longer this way. One of you, one I decide, will come deep inside me so that I can feel the spasms of his penis reverberating inside me while I grip it tightly. I will feel his come spurting out, hitting my flesh and filling me up till some leaks out. The other I will suck until he comes in my mouth and I can have the same sensations"......

As I feel my penis sliding inside her vagina, I wonder what I prefer. I kiss her. I close my eyes so the only thing I can feel is my penis inside her and wonder how it will feel to come deep inside her...

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